Post by: Cathar on April 27, 2017, 06:35:09 pm
So, I've been playing in my little world by myself, finding wonder in the legends and amusing myself with writing and drawing the history of a human country, and I was thinking – why wouldn't I share it with you ? Maybe you'll be interested ? Especially since I'm starting a fortress very soon.
So, TL;DR what I want to do is to make some story heavy fortress. There'll be a lot of writing, a lot of drawing, and I hope a focus on character development through the hardships of fortress making. I have no doubt this will be!!fun !! but I'll try my best to survive.
Modwise I'm playing with a slightly modded game, to make humans playable. Else it's vanilla. It may be a bit slow, as pictures take time to make, but that will also leave some time to focus on the characters with a bit of scruteny.
The idea is to make successive little fortresses, alternating with adventure mode at times (which I will not bother you with) in order to follow the story and the development of the country through the eyes of many people.
So, without further adue, welcome in the world of Minbazkar, and more specifically in the kingdom of
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Overview of the world of Minbazkar - Age of Myths
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Overview of Mong Kima, the Nation of Pearls
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Mastering the forces of nature
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The Riverguard
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The Crossroad
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The universal dream
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The bridge over the sea
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Diplomacy
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That's where we're at, right now.
Post by: zazq on April 27, 2017, 06:50:19 pm
Post by: Cathar on April 27, 2017, 06:52:18 pm
Post by: Salmeuk on April 27, 2017, 06:56:29 pm
Post by: zazq on April 27, 2017, 07:31:13 pm
Post by: Cathar on April 27, 2017, 07:44:12 pm
Easy peasy lemon squeezy
Then you'll have to wait because it's very very long. But in the end you have a lovely map, especially if you don't do what I do and put ugly colors on it
Post by: Glass on April 27, 2017, 07:53:32 pm
I like Valken.
Post by: Cathar on April 29, 2017, 02:13:42 pm
My Dear Queen Usu Rakedowl
I hope this letter – the first and hopefully not the last – will find you in good health. It is a trimestrial report of our activities, and if you find it short, it is mostly because our installation has been mostly uneventful.
I should start with the bad news. Thakom, our party leader, has been missing for a whole season. She disapeared one day, never to come back. I hope she is still alive but I wouldn't count on it. Since her disapearance, the expedition is on its guard ; no doubt dangerous animals are roaming in the area.
For now, no sign of elves nor goblins. We've been unoticed so far and I hope this will continue until we're able to completely wall off.
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As soon as we reached our destination, Valken installed a temporary workshop on the very ground and started to work his wood magic on the logs we bringed to him. The boy is definitely very skilled and thanks to him, the construction could start fast. We had a place to sleep dry and clean before the end of the winter, however there was still a lot of work to do, and I suspect the team to start to grow tired.
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Temporary farm plots were also settled, so we wouldn't starve. For now our food supply is rather low, but we're producing more than we're consuming. Let's hope it stays that way.
During spring, we did our best to expend the compound as much as we could. Our current objective is to be, like our comrades of Brokenbronze, to be able to wall off completely by the winter. Our food and water supply has to be permanent and available from between our walls, so we can repel small invasions even with reduced manpower.
To this effect, we build more stories to the compound, and settled what Xetan called « experimental farming. What he asked us to do was to put water on an elevated platform, promizing that the crops would soon be growing on it.
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While I was suspiscious at first, it looks like the experiment is yielding success. Two farm plots has been installed – over the ground, on a wooder bridge. This is certainly a first in the history of Mong Kima, and possibly in the world. We'd like to call this design « Usu's hanging garden » in the honour of Our Queen. We are currently evaluating the possibility of starting a wood production on this kind of garden. They would be totally off the ground, and would allow us to expend the compound without even have to leave it.
I believe it is all I can say for now about our progress.
For this summer our objectives are as follow :
-Install every needed workshop inside the main compound. Possibly start a production of glass.
-Wall off completely, additional protections will be left for later.
-Start to build accomodation for easier living, as a common room, individual rooms and a real granary.
When those objectives are complete, we will start to work on our trades to import metal and start a weapon production.
We will hold this place against the elves.
For the crown !
-Pathril Omaaloc
Post by: hun on April 30, 2017, 08:36:33 pm
Feel pity for Thakom.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on May 01, 2017, 07:38:48 am
Also, can I add to the narrative? I'm a story teller at heart and I love to add my own mayhem- er, "perspective" on in game events
Post by: Cathar on May 01, 2017, 11:38:48 am
You have total support. Will you accept dorfings? If so, dorf me in please.
Also, can I add to the narrative? I'm a story teller at heart and I love to add my own mayhem- er, "perspective" on in game events
Not only I accept, but I also fully endorse and encourage it ! The more the merrier !
I'll just ask two things ; if you can name your character with a name fitting to the universe (else it's not a big deal but Im somewhat an "authenticity nazi" if that make sense?) and you'll have to choose a character. Among the characters readily available, Lomam (poet minded young man, thinks very highly of himself), Xetan (farmer woman, man faced and built like hulk) are the best candidates. Pathril is kinda my protagonist, Thakom is dead, and Idla the herbalist is...on his way to be developped, tho he might be a good candidate if you don't mind a relationship with another dude. Another solution would be to wait until the next update (on the works !) which will bring a new migrant wave
Post by: Glass on May 01, 2017, 12:08:28 pm
Think "ethical mad scientist".
Post by: mate888 on May 01, 2017, 03:06:21 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on May 01, 2017, 05:05:15 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 02, 2017, 04:19:45 pm
Ser Pathril Omaalok
I received your last letter – good news at last. Hazelslide is still peaceful, but such cannot be said of the Nation. Lately, I received the new that eastern elves from the Climatic Nut bypassed Watershield and went straight on Hairyoracle. Lady Luki Usupim stopped their forces in the Ecru Steppes, but they might be back soon.
Allow me to insist on the importance of your mission. While Hairyoracle holds a number of seasonned mercenaries, it remains a city unfit to defend itself against a full on siege. Your orders are more important than ever – become fight capable and stop the entry of the eastern elves into our territory as soon as possible !
Queen Usu Rakedowl, from Hazelslide
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Ser Pathril
I write to you in great anger – but fear not for my anger is not directed toward you. Our town of Brokenbronze has been attacked by the western elves of the Poetic Sea. The bastards send one of their marksmen, and had him shoot people at random ! The man – for it was a human - retreated in the Jungle of Leaders, but my men tracked him down and put him to rest.
Elves are familiar with this kind of harassing tactics, and I believe you should do whatever is in your power to prepare against them.
The secens of war are beating as we prepare to fight, but at no cost I want to forget our eastern brothers. Knowing we are not fighting alone brings hope to us all. Hence, as we have more troops than we need, I am sending one of my best student toward you. She is very young, but already an axe-master. She will train your own men into a professional fighting force.
The people of Brokenbronze are with you in heart.
Commander Stipoth Buttervalley, from Brokenbronze
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Looks like I catched the fancy of Idla. I am not sure how I feel about that – I saw him as a friend so far... But it's not like I don't have many other things to ponder about. I'll leave that to rest for now.
Spring 131 came to an end. Apparently the eastern elves haven't noticed our presence yet. This will happen eventually, but we're almost ready to give them a warm welcome. The keep is almost closed. And when it is, it will be time to drill the population into taking refuge in it in case of siege. The keep is totally self suffiscient and can withold enemies for years – slits has been made so archers can take their defensive positions. All we need is a last story, and some walls in east side which are still in the open. The hanging gardens too need to be enclosed, but this is a matter of finishing touches.
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We have been working on the keep of Watershield so hard we took some serious delay on our other crafts. Fishing and hunting has been totally abandonned, as well as crafting export goods – so when merchants from the homeland came, we had to send them on their way. Next year, however, we will be ready.
Talking about the hanging gardens, we are now reaping the fruit of our labor. Rope reed of excellent quality, aswell as some other various plants, we can mill and cook. Water can be extracted thanks to a mechanism directly from the river, and we're hoping to brew our own mead very soon. Setting a cloth and a brewing industry may be our goals to be reached before next year.
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It has to be noted the forest we had to cut down almost completely to have wood for our construction is already growing back. Sapplings – the ground is littered with them. I have no doubt we settled on some sort of sacred ground. The faura is amazing – as soon as we cut it down, it regrows. It remains to be determined if it is some kind of elvish curse, or if this magic comes from the land itself.
During mid-summer, we received the prodigy Commender Stipoth wrote to us about. She is indeed very young, but never of my whole life have I seen more professional soldier. She came not alone, as we have now a lot of new people with us. Among them ;
Usquur, the axe-lady in question, alongside her husband, Thrathnu Blazzedscarred and their three children ; Birod, Ilpi and Lum.
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Omli Garnishedjested, Mason.
Cikul Guardedswamp, lumberjack, his wife Hustra and their children, Donu and Duslud.
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They gathered around the old chariot for a while, before we gave them some work to do. For now, we still live in spartan conditions, sleeping without individual homes and eating on-the-go. But as population expend, we will need to work on houses for those families.
As it was advised by the Commander Stipoth, I asked Usquur to start training people from Watershield – for now we only have tools as weapons, but it's better than nothing.
I hope the situation will improve soon, but I have my hopes very high.
Give me Loman, dorf me as Ryukan if you can
It shall be done !
Also, feel free to write and draw whatever you want, again the more the merrier :3
Post by: Cathar on May 05, 2017, 10:55:44 am
Valken and Idla
Ser Stipoth Buttervalley
Pardon my late response – not only I have been very busy with the construction of the keep, but I didn't want to waste your precious time with chitchat, as life has been particularly uneventful as of late.
I don't know when my letter will reach you, but I write it the day of the new year 132. Having arrived in Moonstone 130, we have been in Watershield for more than a year now- it is the time it took to complete the keep.There are, of course, very minor finishing touches to be made but this little wooden castle is fully functional right now.
Before anything else, let me assure you that we received the visit of your student Uquur and her family – she arrived with many other people that have been promptly been put to work. All of them are hard working men and women, and their efforts allowed us to finish the fort in time.
More recently even, two more migrants joined us – coming from Brokenbronze aswell. Rislud Icgillettad, legendary farmer, and Thad Lutogoto, who introduced himself as his disciple, but who is upon inspection a very able fighter.
Since, I feel that beside those arrivals and the completion of the keep, I might be short of news, I will tell you about our current situation, the morale of our people and our projects.
Welcome to Watershield keep ! You might think the interior is not as good looking as the exterior, and you would be right. We have a lot of work to do still, but security and self suffiscience were valued over looks. Practicality – it trumps everything else.
But worry not, as we'll work on that later as I will explain.
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The ground floor is currently used for the very basic needs of the population. On the north side, the kitchen and the farmer workshop keep everyone fed. Later, we'll move the farmer workshop on the hanging gardens. On the southern side, we patched together some beds and a table to gut hunting catches. People do complain, but they would complain even more if they had to sleep on the ground. The main hall is currently used to stock food, and of course we'll have to move that soon to a better granary.
Also notice the drawbridge we made and the lever linked to it : once it's raised, nothing can get in or out the keep, aside flying creatures. The population has been told to rush to the keep at the sound of the townbell – once everyone is inside, we can endure any siege.
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Here are the hanging gardens which produce food and alcohol, with the distillery next to it. Workshop allow us tobuild the base materials to continue our building and expansion. The wood is also stored here for conveniance.
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The second floor is meant to house the permanent residents of the keep – the future administrators. The rooms are small and functionnal, but like the rest, they will need improvement. On the north side, Uquur will keep drilling people and teach them self defense methods so no one will be caught unprepared. When we have to house nobles, we will make some arrangements so they can live in decent conditions with their families.
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The third floor is where people will eat and gather in the event of an attack. We will also move the granary there, later. This hall shall be heavily decorated and serve as our long term seat of power.
In the near future, we want to expend outside of the keep and create a village to the west. Each family will have individual houses including dining table, chairs, rooms and workshops related to their crafts. We also want to start digging the earth, trying to work around the aquifer. It is a perillous mission, especially in a swamp, but the rewards may very well worth the risks.
The morale is extremely high and people are eagier to pursue our mission. After having auditted the people, three motives of insatisfaction are well shared : the lack of proper rooms – which is currently worked on – and the lack of a place to pray, which we will work on as soon as everyone can live decently.
As for me, I have trained under the teaching of Uquur for some months. My absence seem to make my love interest quite distressed, so for a time, I will put my fledging squad off duty and have everyone work together.
Be assure we'll be ready to fend off the elves very soon.
The Riverguard stays with you in heart,
Pathril Omaaloc
OOC : Here is a bit of information about Ryukan !Please let me know if you wish me to do anything with the character.
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Post by: FakerFangirl on May 05, 2017, 12:41:22 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 05, 2017, 02:11:53 pm
Nice artwork!Thank you :D
The pace will become very slow as shit hit the fan really really really hard, but I'll work on my next update this week end
Post by: Cathar on May 06, 2017, 05:03:18 pm
So first of all, very good new. On the nine of Slate, Cikul and Ustra, who came to Watershield from Brokenbronze last year, had their third child, an adorable baby by the name of Thur.
Not very long after that, Ume (farmer), Abpa (clothier) and their four children came also from Brokenbronze. With them, Sasir, a carpenter also made the trip, to become the apprentice of Valken, who now reached the Legendary level in carpentry.
Everything was fine. The construction of the village was going well, two families could now have their own house according to our expansion plan. We started to mine the ground despite of the aquifer and discovered black sand underneath us. This is absolutely perfect.
Then one fateful night, the first of Hematite, this happened.
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Cries could be heard through the night.
The alarm was instantly given and the whole population rushed to the keep for safety as the militia mobilized. It took us but a minute to understand where this was coming from, but it was a minute too much.
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Shit shit shit shit
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OH SHIT, of all people that could have befallen upon, of COURSE it's the legendary carpenter.
Post by: Cathar on May 09, 2017, 05:31:54 pm
Valken puts up a good fight. He dodges the first two attacks before he's bit on the head. He manages to free himself before the monster can latch on, but after this point the fight is one-sided. The werebeast catches him by the hand and takes two bites at him, in the leg and in the arm, before losing interest and running wild in the village. Valken takes the chance and runs for it.
The alarm bell rings and everyone runs for their live as the militia runs down the stairs to meet the danger head on
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But it's too late. Rasnu already jumped on Ilpi, Usquur's youngest son and snapped his hand. Now it's very very personnal
Post by: mate888 on May 09, 2017, 06:21:25 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 09, 2017, 06:22:31 pm
Werebeasts do love to eat toddlers, don't they?
Apparently they evolved a taste for everything I love and care about :(
Post by: mate888 on May 09, 2017, 08:09:55 pm
Apparently they evolved a taste for everything I love and care about :(I'm sigging that.
Post by: Imic on May 10, 2017, 07:37:57 am
Please dorf me at some point as a swordsman. The militia commander will do.
Muahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Post by: Asin on May 10, 2017, 08:45:01 am
Post by: Cathar on May 10, 2017, 09:53:21 pm
That is until the militia finally shows up, led by the axe teacher from Brokenbronze.
Who happen to be Ilpi's mother.
Who happen to be particularly angry.
And who happen to be legendary +5 axeman.
Contact.
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She charges the monster from behind, using pretty much the only weapon at her disposal, a copper axe we usually use to cut wood. She strikes at his tail, almost cutting it in half. The monster stands and tries to turn to her, but he immediately falls on his butt as she sections the nerves on his leg.
Ilpi take the chance and runs for it, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
The low quality weapon pains to pierce the dense scales of the monster, making his execution particularly long. During the fight, she lops off his left hand - fitting rettribution for crippling her son - strike his other arm to the bone, then focus her attacks on his head. Rusna falls down eventually, allowing Uquur to step on him and strike him on the head five more times. During all this I and another militiaman strike him to no effect with sticks. He eventually dies of bloodloss.
The rampage of Rusna was over.
Ilpi and Valken were to survive. Probably. But both have been biten, and are now infected. We are currently locking them in a doorless house, waiting for the morning to come, so we can take a reasonable decision about them.
***
Imic and Asin, you'll be dorfed for next update ! Altho I dont have a position of militia commander to give, I'll give you a post of militiaman, until you're experienced enough to run your own sword squad
Post by: Imic on May 12, 2017, 01:49:24 am
Post by: Asin on May 12, 2017, 03:17:34 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 13, 2017, 08:58:56 pm
So we did what every sensible community does when it comes to deal with dirty laundry : we burried the problem and called it a day. No one's to say anything and things will get smooth.
Or so we think. Less than a month later, Ilpi and Valken transformed, as expected. What was not expected is to hear them jump at each other throat. When the morning came, Valken was alone, naked, next to the corpse of an equally naked six years old. Thanks god the kid was remained in werebeast form or else it would be even more awkward.
Right now there is a rotting corpse in the walled house, and I have no idea what to do with it. We cant burry it, we can't even take it out... Maybe we'll figure it out later. Or maybe we'll just keep burrying the problem. All I know is his mother doesnt take our solution very kindly but we're out of options here.
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Other than that incident, summer was pretty soft on us. The heat and humidity is unberable as always, but somehow we manage to make it do. The construction of the village is taking a good turn – very soon all families will be able to sleep together in good conditions.
Bachelors will continue to sleep in the common rooms in the keep for now – maybe closeness will lead to the fundation of more families ? Besides, we don't have the means for making individual houses now.
In midsummer, we received the visit of merchants from Hairyoracle. We hadn't a lot to trade, mostly wooden crafts, but we managed to haggle some metal, and some items the population requested.
We had no dedicated broker, so we asked one of the citizens to designate themselves. Jamila volonteered, quite unexpected from the antisocial hunter, but she did pretty well. Apparently she learned some haggling tricks in the process.
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Among the items we bought, weaponry for our fledgeling defense force. Better axes and, as Imic requested, swords aswell. As Perlites, we use mostly axes for warfare as they are usually more versatile and can be used as tools, but if he prefers a sword, so be it, it works too.
I asked Jamila if she wanted to become our dedicated broker, but she declined, stating that she would prefer to remain in the forest or in the army. I'll have to give it a thought.
It has to be noted merchants came with very bad news from our brothers in Brokenbronze. Apparently they have been attacked again – and this time suffered a great defeat. Fifty men were killed... among them, twenty were Brokenbronze citizens. One of their captain also gave his life in battle.
We have to prepare ourselves – for it may soon be our turn.
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As a last new, I want to write down a bit about those three people – Ryukan, Asin and Imic.
• Ryukan Heartduty has been with us from the start. He is officially a lumberjack, but when the stocks of woods are full enough, he helps with the glass industry. He is an orphan like the six other initial members of the Riverguard, and is unmarried.
• While much younger than Ryukan and Imic, Asin Ashchannels is already married and the father of four children – one girl, Idem, and three boys, Rigu, Upnal and Uzu. His wife Apba is a master weaver. Asin was recently promoted to the position of bookkeeper and will be given an office in the keep soon.
• Imic Taxedrams is a proeffiscient fighter, who joined us last year, late autumn 131. He is of unknown lineage and is not married. However he is in good terms with Luki Hollowfancies, the lady and hero of Hairyoracle, and was already very good with weapons when he joined us. No doubt that with Uquur's mentoring, he will become an invincible fighter soon. He's a worshipper of Gogol Deathphantom, god of suicide.
To finish - now what we need is armors for our defense force... and we don't have any metal to spare. Luckily, we're Pearlites, people of the sea. We know how to make workable light armor with shells ; and we have some leather to go with it. So as a project for the autumn, we shall :
• Finish the houses in projects, start out a defensive wall around the village.
• Upgrading the keep with the production of our glass industry
• Producing equipment to gear and expend our defense force.
Post by: Imic on May 14, 2017, 12:17:48 am
Post by: Cathar on May 14, 2017, 06:20:11 pm
Post by: Imic on May 15, 2017, 02:22:24 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 16, 2017, 12:11:56 pm
Also, please dorf me as the next doctor that arrives. Thx
Post by: Cathar on May 17, 2017, 12:39:01 pm
Megaman, I can dorf you no problem, but would you mind picking a ...ehm..more ambiant friendly name? Else I can always translate Megaman into common Human language.
And for me leaving...worry not I'm still here ! I just think the world of Minbazkar should be made bigger than my little Luki Usupim. She's still there, too, chilling at Hairyoracle. Apparently she gave the title of lady to one of her friends, and is now a captain. Fits her personality that's for sure.
Just to keep you waiting for a bit, here's a little preview :
(http://orig11.deviantart.net/5229/f/2017/137/4/c/mong_kima_2_6_by_number_seventeen-db9iqs7.jpg)
Post by: Glass on May 17, 2017, 01:13:34 pm
If you get a scribe, I'd like him to getI kind of requested this a while ago...dorfedhumaned (?) as Saren Settren, a devoted archivist with too many ideas and not enough common sense - and occasionally, far too much extra time on his hands.
Think "ethical mad scientist".
Post by: Cathar on May 17, 2017, 02:30:54 pm
If you get a scribe, I'd like him to getI kind of requested this a while ago...dorfedhumaned (?) as Saren Settren, a devoted archivist with too many ideas and not enough common sense - and occasionally, far too much extra time on his hands.
Think "ethical mad scientist".
It's still in progress, we'll need both doctors and scholars. Don't worry about that :D
We're still dealing with the basics of everyday life tho ; crafts and building mostly. But every dorfing request has been registered. I can...dorf you right now and give you the noble title later ? For now I do need all hands on the bridge.
I haven't ignored you, it's just you asked for a dorfing if I got a scribe...and for now what we do is mostly trying to wall up
Post by: Glass on May 17, 2017, 02:51:02 pm
Ah, ok. I hadn't actually realized "scribe" is a noble title... a scholar should work just fine.If you get a scribe, I'd like him to getI kind of requested this a while ago...dorfedhumaned (?) as Saren Settren, a devoted archivist with too many ideas and not enough common sense - and occasionally, far too much extra time on his hands.
Think "ethical mad scientist".
It's still in progress, we'll need both doctors and scholars. Don't worry about that :D
We're still dealing with the basics of everyday life tho ; crafts and building mostly. But every dorfing request has been registered. I can...dorf you right now and give you the noble title later ? For now I do need all hands on the bridge.
I haven't ignored you, it's just you asked for a dorfing if I got a scribe...and for now what we do is mostly trying to wall up
Post by: Cathar on May 17, 2017, 02:55:31 pm
Post by: mate888 on May 17, 2017, 03:16:52 pm
Post by: Glass on May 17, 2017, 03:36:47 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 17, 2017, 03:38:50 pm
Sorry again it may take time, I have a lot to draw, it has been a very busy season
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on May 17, 2017, 09:42:47 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 18, 2017, 01:02:21 pm
Post by: Rethi-Eli on May 19, 2017, 07:24:35 pm
Post by: Asin on May 20, 2017, 01:48:40 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 20, 2017, 02:20:03 pm
Autumn has brought us a lot of troubles, to the point I believe it warrants two updates instead of one. While the Riverguard was funded to fight off the elven incursions into the main territory of the Nation of Pearls, we have yet to see a single pointy ear around. Wether they don't know we're here or they are deliberately ignoring us we do not know, but so far the main dangers we faced came from other sources.
First we had Rusna who infected Valken and Uquur's youngest son. We thought we could contain them into a barricaded house, but next thing we know is them jumping at each other's throat next full moon. Ilpi's dead – Valken told us through the wooden walls, and three months after the incident we're still at lost on how to manage the issue.
Uquur's getting restless and so am I.
This is not all – last time we tried to talk to Valken, his voice had changed. Drastically. He has the voice of a very old man now... I believe it's part of the curse but such reaction never occured. He's suffering a great deal and I don't know what to do.
That's not all : as she was fishing in the brook, Asin's wife spotted one of those devilish goblins lurking around the fort. As he was carrying a bag, she righly assumed he was out to kidnap one of the Riverguard's children.
(http://i.imgur.com/Rhh7Jxd.png)
We deployed immediately – but the creature ran off.
Moderate success, then... Now we know for sure the goblins are onto us and upgrading our defenses is becoming an urgent priority.
Then, the first of Hematite, we received a quite worrying letter from Brokenbronze. We need to assess the situation. I will continue this report when this whole thing is sorted out.
(http://i.imgur.com/cX95RSy.jpg)
Commander Pathril Omaaloc,
Do not reply to this letter, but consider its content as upmostly important.
Let's get the chitchat out of the way : after their last attack on our wall and despite our losses, Brokenbronze still has a very able fighting force and can endure the war. The western elves however are disorganized and exhausted. We might very well win the war on the western front very soon.
Now to the important bit : one of my agent is conducting an operation near Watershield, and you are to help them. As per usual, they will bear the arms of the Nation on their metal cap so you can recognize them. Here's everything you need to know : a caravan will cross Watershield in a few days. You are to arrest this caravan, disarm everyone inside, safe for the aforementionned agent and the people they will designate. Until you are clear of their identity, consider each and everyone of them as a mortal threat.
Should you face resistance, use lethal force without negociation.
I don't like to insist on it Commander, but of the success of this operation depends the future of the country.
May the gods be with you,
Commander Stipoth Buttervalley,
Cosigned by Great General Tis Tangletrampled
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OOC : Thanks for everyone's encouragements. Sorry it takes time, but as I'll explain in next update, this side story is a world class event and something I really want to record
Post by: Imic on May 22, 2017, 08:06:38 am
Post by: Cathar on May 24, 2017, 10:02:03 am
We followed orders from Brokenbronze and the Crown as the security of the realm goes before absolutely anything else - this is why we're here after all.
Uquur, Imic and I deployed as mentionned in the letter to intercept the caravan. We took every bit of weaponry we had ; judging by the tone of Commander Stipoth, we decided to let nothing to chance.
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/1e85/f/2017/143/8/3/mong_kima_2_8_by_number_seventeen-dba6xip.jpg)
At first sight it looked like an usual migrant caravan, but as we arrested it as ordered, we came accross the Brokenbronze agent. His name was Mim Eschahiner - another of Stipoth famous students. Uquur knew him well, both of them were native of the same southern village and trained together for years. He explained the situation to us quickly :
In his custody was Stran Sneakdesert, nicknamed "the Skinny Sadnesses". She was a vampire of over one hundred years, and caused a lot of trouble not only in her homecountry, but also in Brokenbronze. While accounts on her are quite unreliable, victims of her murders were over one hundred twenty, including ten in Brokenbronze. She's also the murderer of Dothan Cherishyawn, founder of Brokenbronze, and a lot of others...
Vampire hunting is a dabbling science in Mong Kima, but we're learning fast. First problems with them arised some...six or seven years ago. Three vampires were confirmed in Brokenbronze. Of which the names of two of them are known. Regalfingers, a native of Mong Kima most probably, was catched by Stipoth himself after the murder of the Lord's eldest son, and after a long seance of what can only be described as torture, was dismembered and left to die. I myself am a bit ambivalent about this treatment, but to their defenses, it was truely the first time they had to execute a vampire, and Regalfinger was known to kill children.
Stran however, killed mostly adults, and until now, always managed to escape detection. She was unmasked two years ago by a local hero, Luki Usupim and lost her right hand in the scaffle. While she managed to escape, her wound is what set Mim on her track, eventually leading up to her capture.
(http://i.imgur.com/d5oaxG3.png)
Altho we are not equipped yet to handle a prisonner of this caliber, Stran was put in a makeshift jail in the sand mine and let to rot. We will need to give her a proper jail, but for now we have more pressing issues on our hands.
(http://i.imgur.com/CE2UDOL.png)
In other news, the village still grows as expected. We finished the western house and gave it to Asin, his wife and kids. We made a little office in it so he can start accounting our possessions. No doubt this will prove useful in the future. A defensive wall also has been started, and expending it will be our next priority.
(http://orig07.deviantart.net/40d9/f/2017/144/5/5/more_dorfing_by_number_seventeen-dba9uw1.jpg)
In conclusion, two citizens asked us to get a library and hospital started. We'll get to it as soon as the house is finished. These people were Saren Rodohzemel, which wants to further our understanding of the supernatural, and Zothoabo Ocgimonal, who wish to set down a place for the wounded. Both of which will probably be cruscial in the future.
Not shown here, is also Mate Abuthbistkash, who asked us to undertake the role of dedicated cook, and it is probably a good idea to specialize our people.
[Editor note : no picture of Mate yet, as you can see this season was heavy on my shoulders, but it's in the works!]
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And last but not least, our experimentations with shells proven successful so far. We developped a prototype of full armor we decided to call "Ombathalo Stalco", the river scale armor. It's a bit light, but provides a modicum of protection as we desperately need metal. Later on, we will probably replace it by metal armor is trade with Hazelslide proves fruitful, but we can't have our militia go into the fray with no protection. The Ombathalo armor will allow us, in the near future, to expend our militia further.
(http://orig12.deviantart.net/cf16/f/2017/138/b/1/ombathalo_stalco__late_132__by_number_seventeen-db9lyu0.png)
Post by: Glass on May 24, 2017, 10:13:23 am
I have arrived! :D :D :D
Post by: Cathar on May 24, 2017, 10:21:42 am
Also Zothoabo is the almost litteral translation of Megaman, just in case you guys wonder.
I'm thinking, starting next season, to make a sort of town council, so people dorfed in can propose projects and we can evaluate our progression. For now we're doing really good, but things can get messy really fast as I came to understand, and a bit of collective planning would definitely help me out a bit (and be more fun and immersive)
Post by: Asin on May 24, 2017, 11:05:47 am
Post by: Rethi-Eli on May 24, 2017, 11:07:28 am
Post by: Cathar on May 24, 2017, 11:54:51 am
Post by: Imic on May 24, 2017, 02:00:29 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 24, 2017, 02:58:12 pm
Post by: mate888 on May 24, 2017, 03:31:50 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 25, 2017, 06:25:46 pm
So far I've been trying mostly to dorf people as single men, as I believe (maybe wrongly) it's what people want but I'm running short on men right now. Soon some of the children will come of age but...we might have to wait one year.
Also I try to give you people as much control over the destiny of your characters as I can, so if I can do anything with them please let me know.
And last thing : are you people interested in the perspective of a "town council" ? If you are, it'll happen at the beggining of every year, which means the end of next update
Post by: Rethi-Eli on May 25, 2017, 06:43:20 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 26, 2017, 02:38:12 pm
Only one minor event came troubling our work ; one day as we were preparing for a sparring session, Thathnu, Uquur's husband, came to me, asking to keep his wife busy and to come with him without arousing suspiscion. He told me some strange things were happening in the old common room. I ordered Uquur to carry on the drilling and followed her husband. While the usual noises arose from the old common bedroom - as kids usually congregate there to play - I was definitely not prepared to see Ilpi, the poor child who died half a year ago, to be playing with his siblings.
(http://orig03.deviantart.net/9271/f/2017/145/1/e/ghost_hunting_by_number_seventeen-dbafeyp.jpg)
Apparently they were not making a big deal that he was dead and were having a great time with him. Their father was as perplexed as I was. We know at this point that ghosts arise from unmemorialized dead people... but we don't know what they are capable of. We decided to take no chance in that, and used one of the few stones we brought with us three years ago to engrave a slab to the kid's name, and bring him back to the afterlife.
Besides morale considerations about the place of the living and the place of the dead needing to keep separate, we don't know enough about ghost to predict their behavior and we don't want to find any other dead child.
We also received a letter from someone we haven't heard about for a long time, back in Hairyoracle. It reads as follows :
(http://i.imgur.com/gSb4v1Z.jpg)
Dear people of Watershield
So, this is Luki Usupim. You probably heard the name "Sitsuquistra" ? Dragon hunting, vampire hunting, all that - well. If you havn't, it's not really important ; what's important is, I want to keep the area safe and that's why we need to cooperate !
When Lady Dilol asked you to build a fortress between Hazelslide and the territory of the eastern elves, I was sort-of par of the plan. The idea is, you're the first line, I'm the second line and everything's good.
And about that, well. You're not doing your job very well. Elves continue to sneak past you to flood Hairyoracle. We had to fend them off just right now. It's not a big deal for now, we beat them no problem, but...
Okay how can I say that.
I'll put it bluntly : when we took Hairyoracle, the eastern elves just routed the traditional leaders, the Sly Council. Like they squashed them really bad. So we took the city with my little band and now we're in charge. Problem : the Sly Council is arming up again, Sabu Virtuesearch knows why. Well we exactly know why they are doing this ; and we'll have a civil war on our hands real soon. So I'll be very very glad if you can stop the elves at Watershield because as it stands they will just add up to the mess in Hairyoracle.
Captain Luki Usupim "Sitsuquistra"
PS : Congratulations on capturing Stran ! I fucked her up real good but she can run really fast for an old lady. Four times she escaped !
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Other than that, there's not much to be told. Mim fell off a window while sparring, which made us decide to begin building an hospital before schledule.
The village continues to grow and we're building more houses for the various families to live confortably. For now everythings doing great. Here is a little map of the various families already housed. As a reminder, to access property, married couples and people with children are placed on the top of the waiting list because it makes things easier for everyone.
(http://i.imgur.com/ujWUiM6.jpg)
For now, our doctor and his kids are living in the dependance of Uquur's and Trathnu's house. He'll be moved with his kid to the hospital when its construction is finished.
The hanging garden has been completely enclosed with a glass ceiling, which gives the place a green eery look. The heat is hardly bearable, but our farmers are tough people and will endure.
(http://orig04.deviantart.net/ae01/f/2017/146/7/f/the_miracle_of_agriculture_by_number_seventeen-dbaih91.jpg)
Mate and Rethi-Eli are working there as I write this report.
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And as requested ; our medical report :
• Mim Eschahiner :
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• Valken seems to have aged unexpededly and drastically. He has the apparence of someone nearly 200 years old. The causes of this phenomenon are unknown. No apparent wound.
Now for the town council.
We've been there for two years now, and we made some significant progress. However we're still pretty far from completing our mission. We do lack people, and our trade hasnt been good enough to warrant us any kind of title from Mong Kima. Besides our military, while extremely well trained, is few in number and only wears light armor.
Here are the topic I need guidance over :
• What to do with Stran and Valken ? Both of them are locked up and present no danger, but isolation is taking a toll on their sanity. Besides we cannot use any of them as it stands.
• Besides the wall, the hospital and the usual village expansion, what project should we carry on ? Any proposal is welcome.
• Any commentary on how things are going is welcome. Also : we're going to trade massively next summer, and we very well may receive our first nobility title. Any idea on how to prepare to that is also welcome.
Post by: Imic on May 26, 2017, 04:23:12 pm
If not, there was a massive werebeast infestation in a nearby human town, so bad that all human caravans generally tore themselves apart before they left.
They, of course, had to deal with a lot of the, getting infected.
One, however, survived a battle in the dining room between all of the werebeasts.
Ast.
Ast, from then on, was locked away underground once a month, and even formed her own v sattelite village called Astville, which was happier than the actual fort.
What they did was they tracked the days pf the months, and locked her away whenever there was a full moon.
For roleplaying reasons, I don't think we can simply leave them to die, since this town is a very tight knigh community, so you could try the Doomforest approach?
I'm sorry I blabbered, I do that a lot
Post by: blueturtle1134 on May 26, 2017, 04:23:32 pm
What to do with Stran and Valken ? Both of them are locked up and present no danger, but isolation is taking a toll on their sanity. Besides we cannot use any of them as it stands.Note that I am completely new to both DF and the forums, and I've never seen a nightcreature myself so this is pure speculation.
- The primary interesting power of werecreatures is the insta-healing. You might be able to use Valken as a squad of one, letting her battle right before a full moon in order to function as a meatshield, then heal all her wounds on transformation. From her history, I hear she's handy with an axe. Having her in a squad will also make it easier to order her back into the Box once the moon rolls around - though you'll have to remember to do this every time you let her out. Once your outpost becomes big enough to attract the attention of elves or goblins, you might want to let her rampage through them in beast form, although this is waaaaay riskier.
- Vampires are mainly used for their long life, lack of material needs, and potential skills. Find some craft Stran is good at, build a workshop in the Jail, and have her work at it day and night. Find some way to bring materials in and out of containment - I think statues are passable to minecarts but not to creatures? Also, when she gets thirsty, easy prisoner/undesirable disposal!
- Problems with them going insane inside the jail? Build a deluxe jail. Mist generators, statues, precious materials in walls, whatever. Furniture is going to be hard for Valken as weres are building destroyers, but vampires don't get any building-destroying powers I think. You might also put them in the same jail. Do night creatures get along with each other? Valken killed her kid in beast form, so they might not. If they do, an obvious solution to loneliness is to collect a few more nightcreatures and build them their own fortress within a fortress.
If not, there's always magma.
Post by: Cathar on May 26, 2017, 04:44:44 pm
But surely he can become a soldier.
Oh, by the way - Valken is a man. It's maybe not very apparent because he was very feminine before his curse. But now he's an old, very old bearded man.
Stran can be easily contained, as vampires cannot bypass locked doors. But the difference between them is ; Valken was our friend since the beggining and we're very attached to him. Stran however is responsible for a lot of untimely deaths, including important people of the kingdom. Tho I'm not against letting her live, we have no emotional attachement to her.
Also, no magma for us unfortunately... We're stuck aboveground by a massive aquifer. Which explains why metal and stone are insanely precious and everything we do is made out of glass, wood and scales. But it's alright, we're humans, our place is above ground
Post by: Imic on May 26, 2017, 04:51:22 pm
Post by: blueturtle1134 on May 26, 2017, 04:55:30 pm
I heard some people use captured vampires as bookkeepers.
Creatures of the night versus... bureaucracy. Who will win?
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 26, 2017, 04:56:38 pm
Not much to work with for the hand surgery, but I'll try to come up with something over the weekend, or early next week.
Post by: Cathar on May 26, 2017, 04:58:46 pm
Id make her a bookkeeper but I'm not sure Asin would feel really great losing his nobility status to a convicted criminal.
Also of course, trade we do a lot. That's how we do arm our militia after all. We'll need more weapons.
Post by: Rethi-Eli on May 26, 2017, 05:00:50 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 26, 2017, 05:03:05 pm
Oh, while I'm at it, Imic, you acquired the title of swordmaster lately
Post by: Glass on May 26, 2017, 05:03:26 pm
Post by: blueturtle1134 on May 26, 2017, 05:11:35 pm
I know right ? Most of the carpentry has been made by Valken. Masterwork, pretty much all of it. His curse not only forced us to emprison him, but also deprived us of a very very very talented carpenter...Alright, so the way we are going to keep him carpenting?
Oh, while I'm at it, Imic, you acquired the title of swordmaster lately
Just reconstruct the workshop every month.
Really.
And send the wares out through a statue and minecart.
Post by: Cathar on May 26, 2017, 05:14:57 pm
Post by: blueturtle1134 on May 26, 2017, 05:18:30 pm
I can do that, safe for the statue method, as werebeast topple statues. I have another method however. We'll have to wait until summer so we can trade in more metal and stone, but I can make it work, that's for sure.Artifact statue?
Post by: Cathar on May 26, 2017, 05:21:03 pm
But I have a solution with two bridges linked to a lever. This will be crafty as all hells.
Alright... So we have a plan for action for the year 133. Additions and course correction will always be possible. In the meantime, great news. I finally understood what was going wrong with my art ; so expect an increase in art quality in next update !
Post by: Haspen on May 27, 2017, 08:51:00 am
PTW!
Post by: mate888 on May 27, 2017, 09:28:16 pm
Have you ever read Doomforests?Ah, old Doomforests. I loved that place, even when it became an esoteric clusterfuck of warring cults and overseers sabotaging eachother.
If not, there was a massive werebeast infestation in a nearby human town, so bad that all human caravans generally tore themselves apart before they left.
They, of course, had to deal with a lot of the, getting infected.
One, however, survived a battle in the dining room between all of the werebeasts.
Ast.
Ast, from then on, was locked away underground once a month, and even formed her own v sattelite village called Astville, which was happier than the actual fort.
What they did was they tracked the days pf the months, and locked her away whenever there was a full moon.
For roleplaying reasons, I don't think we can simply leave them to die, since this town is a very tight knigh community, so you could try the Doomforest approach?
I'm sorry I blabbered, I do that a lot
Especially then, actually.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on May 27, 2017, 11:21:35 pm
Damn, I look fabulous.Have you ever read Doomforests?Ah, old Doomforests. I loved that place, even when it became an esoteric clusterfuck of warring cults and overseers sabotaging eachother.
If not, there was a massive werebeast infestation in a nearby human town, so bad that all human caravans generally tore themselves apart before they left.
They, of course, had to deal with a lot of the, getting infected.
One, however, survived a battle in the dining room between all of the werebeasts.
Ast.
Ast, from then on, was locked away underground once a month, and even formed her own v sattelite village called Astville, which was happier than the actual fort.
What they did was they tracked the days pf the months, and locked her away whenever there was a full moon.
For roleplaying reasons, I don't think we can simply leave them to die, since this town is a very tight knigh community, so you could try the Doomforest approach?
I'm sorry I blabbered, I do that a lot
Especially then, actually.
Will sig that when I get off
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on May 28, 2017, 12:14:47 pm
Post by: Asin on May 28, 2017, 12:19:51 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 28, 2017, 12:28:21 pm
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on May 28, 2017, 12:47:19 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 28, 2017, 06:25:03 pm
Lemonpie, you've been dorfed in !
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Three important notes about your characters tho :
• You're the uncle of Uquur, which is sort of the local celebrity
• Altho you haven't fought for a very long time, you're a war veteran having killed one jaguar and eight elves during a battle I was unaware of
• We'll have to wait for a bit for the picture ; I'll use the summer trade as an occasion to draw your character
Post by: mate888 on May 28, 2017, 08:44:46 pm
Are you criticizing my cooking skills, old man? :P
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on May 29, 2017, 07:14:42 am
Alright, update for Spring is done ! I'll wait until tomorrow if Megaman wants to post a medical story, then I'll post the update.A poor man depressed because he settled down and got a decent job. Midlife Crisis 101. I love it, thanks!
Lemonpie, you've been dorfed in !Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Three important notes about your characters tho :
• You're the uncle of Uquur, which is sort of the local celebrity
• Altho you haven't fought for a very long time, you're a war veteran having killed one jaguar and eight elves during a battle I was unaware of
• We'll have to wait for a bit for the picture ; I'll use the summer trade as an occasion to draw your character
>he is dejected after a lack of decent mealsWho wouldn't :P
Are you criticizing my cooking skills, old man? :P
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 29, 2017, 01:07:14 pm
*knock* *knock*
“Come in.”
The door opened and Mim Eschahiner walked in holding up his mangled left hand. It was smashed open, and would require simple surgery to fix.
“I see. Sit down please. I’ll grab a bucket to wash the wound.”
Zothoabo walked outside to grab a bucket.
“Ugh, rain. Of course, it always rains here.”
He tried to cover his head with his hands, but by the time he had filled the bucket and returned he was soaked. It wasn’t cold enough to catch pneumonia, but he hated the feeling nonetheless.
He returned to Mim with the bucket. “Just soak your hand in this. It will clean the wound, so you don’t get infected.” After watching Mim gingerly submerge his hand in the water bucket, Zothoabo continued the conversation, “How are you liking the River Guard so far? I mean, it has its perks. This bedroom is amazing, and the dining room is far nicer than anything back in the old country. I do miss the tradition a bit. Ok, you can take your hand out now.”
Mim removed his hand from the water, and Zothoabo began poking and prodding the injured appendage. Mim winced in pain as Zothoabo resumed the discussion. “It’d be nice if they built a place for me to pray. And this rain is god awful. The people here are pretty great though. I had an argument the other day, and I tell you, I haven’t felt more alive.” Mim winced in pain, “I know it hurts, just need to find the right….” CRACK! Mim screamed as the doctor snapped his hand back into place. “See, all done, easy peasy.” Zothoabo began to expertly stitch the gash Mim’s hand. “It will be all healed up soon. Let’s grab a drink to celebrate. Maybe there will be another show at the tavern. Besides the alcohol will numb the pain.”
As Mim and Zothoabo headed to the tavern, Zothoabo mused to himself, “It is nice to be busy. I feel like I have a place with the River Guard. Maybe I should bring my wife and kids down here.”
As they entered the bustling tavern, Zothoabo instinctively reached to his belt to grab his coinpurse, then remembered one of the best things about the River Guard, free beer. “The rain still sucks, but life isn’t too bad.” he proclaimed patting Mim on the back, then raising his mug to the ceiling shouted, “To the River Guard!”
Post by: Imic on May 29, 2017, 01:19:05 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 29, 2017, 02:17:25 pm
I'll draw a bit about that maybe in the summer update. The good new is, Mim completely recovered and has gone back to training, thanks to our doctor.
Also when/if I do a pdf with this AAR, maybe in a while, would you mind if I put your writing in it? You'll be mentionned by name and all
Also I usually don't do that, but here's a WIP. I want to post something before the joke gets too old. Everything should be completed by tomorrow
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Post by: Megaman_zx on May 29, 2017, 09:34:09 pm
So cool ! Thanks a lot !
I'll draw a bit about that maybe in the summer update. The good new is, Mim completely recovered and has gone back to training, thanks to our doctor.
Also when/if I do a pdf with this AAR, maybe in a while, would you mind if I put your writing in it? You'll be mentionned by name and all
Of course. I'll try to develop the narrative into a full fledged story as the world progresses.
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 07:12:18 am
We have received no more news from outside in four months. No development in war, no battle and no political happenning... We just know that things are getting pretty tense in Hairyoracle, which is likely to claim its independance or otherwise go into major internal strife, and the skirmishes around Brokenbronze seem to have grind to a halt. I believe the Poetic Seas simply don't have anything to throw at our western brothers anymore. For the time being, lets say that no news is good news and hope for the best.
(http://i.imgur.com/ZL4yWkA.png)
We continued to expend the village and totally finished the hospital. Zothoabo has been moved there permanently and has been joined by his wife and kids. For now, injuries are low as we keep it mostly safe. To prevent more fallings, the barracks has been moved to a dedicated building next to the keep. Not only this will prevent more injury, this will also increase our response speed.
During mid-spring, a huge migration wave stroke us and took us unprepared, tho...
(http://orig05.deviantart.net/8697/f/2017/148/f/8/mong_kima_2_9_by_number_seventeen-dbardl2.jpg)
Looks like I have to reorganize everything and speed up the expension project. To make things easier, I decided to take a quick census of our people.
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Alright, so it doesn't look that bad but reorganization is not an option. Saren and Mate will have to come back into the common room to make space for families with children. In the meantime, people in the military will have their rooms in the barracks. The bachelors, widows and widowers will have to wait for their turn however...
We also welcomed Lemann, an old veteran of the Crazed Conflict, and Uquur's uncle.
(http://orig08.deviantart.net/9dbd/f/2017/151/b/b/mong_kima_2_10_by_number_seventeen-dbb1pyh.jpg)
I decided to dig into the man's past and looks like a lot happened to him. He's the only survivor of his brotherhood - all his brother and sisters died during the Splattered Assault in 116. Lemann survived, killing five elves and one jaguar... To this day, he has a crown and a earring made of the elves he killed. We didn't bring the topic to him ; better show some understanding.
Before she died, one of his sisters married Tir, a local hero, and birthed Uquur who is now our dedicated axe teacher. What a family.
We gave him a position as a broker, and we'll give the man some peace. This is for our benefit, as we rely heavily on summer's fair to replenish our weapon, metal and stone stocks; so I hope the old man will be as good of a trader as he was of a soldier back in the days.
Post by: Imic on May 31, 2017, 07:19:16 am
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on May 31, 2017, 10:12:20 am
Is there any way to find the names of Lemann's brothers and kills? I want to incorporate 'em in an RP post.
If not I'll make some names up myself :P
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on May 31, 2017, 11:39:49 am
Since my name isn't much of a human name I'm going to go with Zefer. (A play the word Zephyr)
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 02:08:56 pm
The War of Sieging is a short war that happened between the Nation of Pearls and the Tusk of Churches, elves mostly set in the south western coast of the Land of Oak, in 116 (we're in 133). Lemann family seems to have been mobilized against the southern elvish menace and moved to defend settlements on the west coast, under the leadership of the axeman Lubbe Finbrushes.
They first met the army of Imere Silkentrammel in the Pink Dunes, were they knew their first defeat against vastly numerically superior forces. One thousand versus three hundred. They put up a good fight, but ended up having to retreat. 76 members of the Tusks died, 140 Pearlite met their fate. Lemann was wounded in the battle and was sent back to the backline to mend his wounds
The army of Finbrushes then retreated to Steppedress, a seashore settlement and was attacked again shortly after. Unable to rally their forces they were totally crushed and lost the totality of their remaining forces. Lubbe Finbrushes was slain by an unnammed elf during the fight.
Here's the family members he lost that day :
His sister Escu , Lasher, slain by a grizzly bear
His brother Mori, Crossbowman, slain by a grizzly bear
His brother Kajeth, Bowman, slain by a jaguar
His sister Erdap, Axeman, slain by an elf
His sister Stropsi, Crossbowman, slain by a grizzly bear
His mother, Zicab, Crossbowman, slain by a leopard
The elves he killed however are nameless (non HF)
Zepher : Of course ; we have one regiment of axes, one regiment of swords and we're building up a regiment of bows. Take your pick !
Imic : No rush ; altho you're ready to be promoted. Do you want to be promoted as a hearthcaptain or army captain? Not much differences between them, aside the hearthcaptain is basically the chief of the guard for humans. If you chose to be an army captain, I'll ask you for a squad name too
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on May 31, 2017, 02:14:26 pm
Lord_Lemonpie : But of course! So basically that's what happened.Shoot, I'll take nest on the high ground, set me up for a bowman!
The War of Sieging is a short war that happened between the Nation of Pearls and the Tusk of Churches, elves mostly set in the south western coast of the Land of Oak, in 116 (we're in 133). Lemann family seems to have been mobilized against the southern elvish menace and moved to defend settlements on the west coast, under the leadership of the axeman Lubbe Finbrushes.
They first met the army of Imere Silkentrammel in the Pink Dunes, were they knew their first defeat against vastly numerically superior forces. One thousand versus three hundred. They put up a good fight, but ended up having to retreat. 76 members of the Tusks died, 140 Pearlite met their fate. Lemann was wounded in the battle and was sent back to the backline to mend his wounds
The army of Finbrushes then retreated to Steppedress, a seashore settlement and was attacked again shortly after. Unable to rally their forces they were totally crushed and lost the totality of their remaining forces. Lubbe Finbrushes was slain by an unnammed elf during the fight.
Here's the family members he lost that day :
His sister Escu , Lasher, slain by a grizzly bear
His brother Mori, Crossbowman, slain by a grizzly bear
His brother Kajeth, Bowman, slain by a jaguar
His sister Erdap, Axeman, slain by an elf
His sister Stropsi, Crossbowman, slain by a grizzly bear
His mother, Zicab, Crossbowman, slain by a leopard
The elves he killed however are nameless (non HF)
Zepher : Of course ; we have one regiment of axes, one regiment of swords and we're building up a regiment of bows. Take your pick !
Imic : No rush ; altho you're ready to be promoted. Do you want to be promoted as a hearthcaptain or army captain? Not much differences between them, aside the hearthcaptain is basically the chief of the guard for humans. If you chose to be an army captain, I'll ask you for a squad name too
Post by: Imic on May 31, 2017, 02:22:41 pm
Post by: Glass on May 31, 2017, 02:24:29 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 31, 2017, 02:31:41 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 02:53:18 pm
Glass : I believe you're the scholar Saren? You're already in for a very long time by now. The big guy with red hairs - that's your dorf
And here's a quick digging on Zothoabo :
He's born in 112. So he was 4 years old when the Splattered Assault occured, and present when it happened. Both his father and mother died during the battle inside the city but he was spared as a child
In 124 he married Hustra Oceanmanor, Wood Burner, and got to work as a fish cleaner for a time. Two years later, shortly after the birth of his first daughter, Donu (renaming possible always) he moved to Brokenbronze in search of a better life but did not achieved anything of substance. In 127, his wife gave birth to his first son Duslud.
In 130 he was present for a short skirmish between the Poetic Seas and Brokenbronze. In 131 he moved to Watershield with his family, and became chef Doctor in 132. Later on, his wife gave birth to their second daughter, Thur.
Current feelz :
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Post by: Imic on May 31, 2017, 02:54:25 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 03:00:57 pm
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on May 31, 2017, 03:17:39 pm
A remarkably clear thought for the situation. All the men and women by his side had to think something different. The loving Shibbi most likely thought of her two beautiful daughters, the nine-year-old Ica and the three-year-old Ám. The skittish Cish undoubtely pictured his looming death. What Thomod thought, none would ever know. A mysterious man of little words he was.
Together with those three, Lemann was tasked with guarding the southern border of the hamlet. Lubbe, the army's commander, had ordered them to station in the barren lands just outside Steppedress. The cereals and legumes normally growing there had long since been harvested, and whatever men remained in the village were probably feeding on their own horses the last few days. They had suffered a massive defeat just over a week ago, at the hand of the cursed point-ears. Now they were holed up in a washed up town, like rats in a trap. All awaiting imminent death.
Just minutes ago, Lemann had heard the first screams coming from the village. He knew he was to stay at his post until ordered otherwise, but damned be Lubbe's orders. The incompetent fool He darted for the village as soon as he heard the shrill war-cries of the elves, accompanied by the growls of their war-beasts and the screams of men and women being torn apart.
And now here the three of them stood, hidden behind the corner of one of Steppedress' wooden shacks. Only twenty meters from them the battle raged furiously. People, his people, were dying there, and all Lemann could think about was peace. Those godsforsaken pointears would end them all. But he would not die a coward.
Lemann was the first to charge, followed immediately by Thomod and Shibbi. As he ran towards the frey, he felt his recently sutured wound had opened again. One of the elves had managed to shoot him through his chest. Less than an inch from his heart, the doctor had said. "Lucky to be alive" is what he had said. But a life like this was not lucky. It was hell.
The only word suitable to describe the battlefield was carnage. The once white central square was covered in blood and viscera. People screaming for mercy, elves gnawing on the limbs of the dead and dying. Yet Lemann was oblivious to it all. He just charged.
Screaming, Lemann awakened. His entire body covered in sweat. It took some time to realize where he was. His bedroom, in the Riverguard's fortress. He had not dreamt like this for at least a decade. Not as intense at this. Not as lifelike. Dreams like this had been regular, and compared to the most intense ones, this one was passable. He only relived the beginning, and was spared of the worst parts. Still, it was a setback, for all those years he had been better now. As he came to his senses again, he muttered a single phrase.
"Must have been that fucking soup"
Post by: mate888 on May 31, 2017, 03:36:53 pm
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That night, as he was heading to his bedroom, Mate was interrupted by Xetan.
"I'm sorry, Mate, but in order to make some more space for the newcomers, we have reassigned you to the communal dormitory until further notice."
"Oh, okay, no problem. I don't mind." Mate said while his mind screamed all the curses and insults he knew of.
((Also, is there anything interesting about Mate or is he just a storyless dreg? Loving the thread btw))
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 03:55:28 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on May 31, 2017, 04:17:13 pm
Unfortunately no - but I am positive people will start making families when they have free time. I see them taking turn in being idle and socializing. There's not too much to say about Mate, except that he's chaining up masterwork. But I believe to suspect people want lavish meals instead of just easy ones, be them masterwork. So we'll get that rolling for this Autumn and make people joyful ! (9 masterwork meals made so far, and the frequency increases a lot, now he's making one per day)Have you found a perfect candidate for my wording yet? I really want to participate in making the story of this civilization more in depth.
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 04:37:58 pm
Post by: Glass on May 31, 2017, 04:38:53 pm
Any idea on when I might finally get to be dorfed? :/
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 04:57:57 pm
Post by: Glass on May 31, 2017, 05:00:14 pm
You've been dorfed page 4 but if you need something else feel free to ask...I had completely forgotten about that. Sorry. :(
What's my guy been doing? I don't recall hearing much about that...
NOTE: I may simply be ignorant and inattentive, in which case, please help me rectify that.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on May 31, 2017, 05:06:49 pm
Well, I have one archer that would fit - if you don't mind to be very young. All the other have permanent wounds. Else, I can give you a swordmaster and place you under Imic. It's up to youThat works. What's he all about?
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2017, 05:36:15 pm
Also really sorry for not keeping track of everyone, the fort is becoming really populated as we speak and there is a lot of happening, but I'll keep you informed !
Here's his current feels
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
About Zefer, he'll be dorfed next update, and you'll have all relevant information in summer's post. Wait just a bit :D
Post by: JCdestr0yer on May 31, 2017, 06:32:50 pm
Is there any chance i could get someone who is into writing books and the like. I do not mind which race or age.
Thanks.
Post by: Rethi-Eli on May 31, 2017, 09:32:01 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 01, 2017, 10:34:54 am
Also : People who want a custom profession name, hit me with hit. We have time, the next update will take a bit of time as stuff happened.
Also 2 : We have a new lord. And it's one of you. You can place your bets ! A bit of hint : it was not the first name that would have come to my mind, but when you think about it, it makes perfect sense. The new lord had a lordish persona all along.
Post by: Glass on June 01, 2017, 10:54:07 am
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on June 01, 2017, 10:56:29 am
Lord Lemonpie? High priest of Omer?Praise rainbows if that's the case!
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 01, 2017, 11:36:05 pm
It can't be me cause ive been here not even a day.
Post by: Cathar on June 02, 2017, 06:42:21 am
JCdestroyer : I still need a fitting name RP wise for your character, else he's ready too
For the others, it's not Lemann, sorry ! I don't want to disapoint, but let's say I'm very glad the lord is who he is. Good guess tho.
Post by: Glass on June 02, 2017, 06:43:48 am
Post by: MadMonkey on June 02, 2017, 03:10:38 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 02, 2017, 08:30:15 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 02, 2017, 11:02:52 pm
Lemann was an veteran soldier - we did hire him mostly as an act of kindness and as a way to thank him for the sacrifices he made for the country - we didn't expected him to do well. But to our surprize, he performed remarkably. Most of our crafts were sold, against an impressive amount of the metal we so desperately crave. He bought every bit of copper, bronze and iron he could let a hand on, and when the merchant left, we had enough material to start supply our brigades with real weapons of war.
We set down an anvil in a corner, and started forging axes and swords. When our initial reserves of metal bars were exhausted, we melted down the other metal item he bought and started tinkering some armor. We're still very lightly armored, but as time goes on our gear keep getting better and we're confident our skill will compensate for our lack of equipment. No doubt we'll have to repeat the same process next year - in the meantime, shellmail still works.
A week after the departure of the merchants, we received a letter from Hazelslide - signed by Queen Uzu Rakedowl herself, promoting one of us to the title of Lord of the Enchanted Swamp, Baron of Watershield.
(http://orig01.deviantart.net/02f9/f/2017/153/c/d/the_lord_of_the_swamp_by_number_seventeen-dbbcpmg.jpg)
All hail the lord of the Swamp!
We don't really know why the Queen chose Ryukan Heartduty for the title, but we do know our friend was desiring it dearly - and Xetan relinquished her position as an expedition leader without trouble. We're actually very happy the one she chose was one of the seven founders of Watershield - our effort seem to have been recognized after all !
With the nomination of Ryukan as our lord came a number of promotions, of which the two most important were Imic Lutogoto at the position of Hearthcaptain and leader of the sword squad, and Jamila Thakomimo at the head of the bow squad. Both of them were tasked with the duty to fill their ranks and to drill their soldiers, which they started immediately.
Imic was also given a very sharp serrated iron sword, which we can't wait to see being used.
(http://i.imgur.com/2b76NGG.png)
In the meantime, we built two quick project we felt couldn't wait - the first one being a fitting house for our new lord, the second being a shooting position for our bow squad. The two were completed before the summer was through. We also continued the outer wall - as the village continues to expend, we need to multiply the obstacles between us and enemy forces to protect the citizens. We know a simple wall won't be enough - but we have to start somewhere and it's better than nothing.
(http://i.imgur.com/kfYrcDc.jpg)
(http://orig14.deviantart.net/af65/f/2017/152/2/3/eagle_nest_by_number_seventeen-dbb8rb6.jpg)
Aside that, the summer was tranquil. Zepher, son of Jalew the miner and brother of Apba- and Asin's brother-in-law finally came to age. He asked to be put into the bow squad, and as we need more arms, we gladly accepted. From now on he'll be under Jamila's command. Ser, one of our craftmen, also asked us to hurry the construction of an academy as he wants - as Saren - to dedicate himself to the pursue of knowlege.
The pursuit of abstract thinking always seemed to be as a waste of time and ressources... But I'm also aware that now we're considered by the kingdom as a true fief, our standing matters more than ever and having dedicated scholar would definitely help making Watershield shine. The construction of an academy was therefore pushed up on our priority list.
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We know of one human nation that was destroyed by goblins and titans to the point they lost all their settlements, far up to the north...But it may be only rumors. I don't know to what extent this is true, but travellers report kobolds took over the remnants of the nations and proclaimed one of them the new king. Truely a curiosity.
More nations may have suffered the same fate, but this is the extent of my knowlege about ancient civilizations.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 02, 2017, 11:14:48 pm
So far it's only myself and the captain of the bow squad? Also I'll make my pa and family proud. (Hopefully shenanigans won't ensue.)
Post by: Cathar on June 02, 2017, 11:30:03 pm
• Jamila Thakomimo, Captain
• Zefer Dosladapen
• Keth Ariotu
• Cuthroz Bugipx
• Cobar Muboeslo
• Dotep Umcosani
Most of them are veteran soldiers or citizens that were wounded permanently, and therefore cannot work or fight in the frontline. Jamila is one of the founders of Watershield, and operated as our general ranger until now. But since she's the only one who can use a bow, we assumed she'd be perfect as a captain, and she needs to lose some weight anyway.
Also : Madmonkey, can you pick a fitting name? You'll be dorfed in next update !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 03, 2017, 01:58:43 am
I suppose for all children coming of age a book is handed to them to write in, I am Zefer Scribefondle, son of Sug Catchtrumpets and Jalew Languagecomets. I have recently enlisted into the Bowman squad in Riverguard. Theres is a bit of a problem here when it comes to home though and it's the Absurdly large roaches that decide to pop in now and then when you least expect it. I'm also a little amused at how everyone in town seems to burst into song and dance at a moment's notice, it was amusing the first time but then it's got a little repetitive, the amusement was probably to my drunken stupors, that's neither here nor there. I don't know when my duties started officially, but I was introduced into the ways to the bow by one of the founders of Riverguard, who I've found out is pretty good with a bow, I have also heard that some of us in the bow squad have...grevious wounds, which I hope is a rumour. Until next time journal, I shall sleep and continue my training for the bows.
There is a signature, crudely written at the bottom
((Is that an acceptable diary page for a 12 year old soldier?)
Post by: Cathar on June 03, 2017, 02:04:37 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 03, 2017, 02:19:44 am
There was like 5 performance reactions on the screenshot you gave. Whenever important events arrise involving him, ill try to update accordingly.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 03, 2017, 11:19:21 am
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on June 03, 2017, 12:02:55 pm
Is there an xml or legends file that you can put for us to look at?+1 for this!
Post by: Cathar on June 03, 2017, 03:36:18 pm
clickity (http://sta.sh/01uy7db2g60w)
Good news incoming this season too
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 03, 2017, 05:20:32 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 04, 2017, 06:41:03 pm
The Steamy Union always has been more cosmopolite than the Nation of Pearls. They are a merchant kingdom, and host a variety of people from other races in relative harmony.
Onaf Drillsqueezed is a perfect exemple of those goblins perfectly integrated into human society. He was brave, cared for his family, and entered into the orders of the Gloved Faith, a large temple, dedicating his life to virtue and worship. He gave birth and cared for six children and authored a number of treaties on mechanics. Truely an impressive man.
He was then conscripted into war with the goblin neighbours, who fought the Steamy Union for centuries for the control of the island - but before he took arms, he used his religious connexions to secure the title of Sacred Guard to his elder daughter, Lipi.
He then went to battle in 122, fighting with his human brothers of the Union. Altho he never came back, his memory is carried on by his friends and family to this day, as someone who lived a life of virtue and bravery.
However, the news of his death had an unsuspected effect on his daughter, now the head of the temple. Shocked, then entering a state of deep depression, she saccaged the temple she was to protect in a drunken stupor ; and altho the members of the Union were understanding, her Gods were not. She was cursed, and forced to crawl the world searching for blood, as a twisted creature.
She travelled through the Land of Oak, without understanding what was going on in her body, attacking settlements as if pushed by a dark force.
It has been ten years now that her curse forced her to travel from place to place.
(http://i.imgur.com/VCGst1w.jpg)
Hustra - Zothoabo's wife, has been outside at the end of the evening to carry firewood, as she's in charge of fueling our glass making industry. Not a big deal, she thought. She's a hard worker, and every bit of work done today won't have to be done tomorrow.
Little did she know she would met Lipi's path that night.
(http://i.imgur.com/WFrt14j.jpg)
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/29ea/f/2017/155/9/a/mong_kima_2_11_by_number_seventeen-dbbkgdg.jpg)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 04, 2017, 06:47:14 pm
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on June 04, 2017, 06:50:25 pm
Post by: mate888 on June 04, 2017, 09:00:29 pm
Seems like we'll soon fight the elves with our personal army of werebeasts.If they don't kill us all.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 05, 2017, 02:15:41 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 05, 2017, 11:13:30 am
I missed last season too!!!!
I had a busy weekend, but I'll try to drop some journal updates during the week....
I'll pray to Ino that my wife survives the attack.
Post by: blueturtle1134 on June 05, 2017, 11:50:22 am
Post by: Cathar on June 05, 2017, 02:26:46 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 05, 2017, 03:54:45 pm
1st: I had this loosely planned out before the most recent…. Development.
2nd: This is in no way a criticism of the story. Just some rp based on my character’s mood (which is bored)
Zothoabo strolled through the empty hospital on the way to his room. He casually wandered around the beds. They were each in pristine condition with sturdy wooden frames and white sheets. Not a spec of blood or vomit marred the new room. Zothoabo sighed and headed to his bedroom to tuck in the kids.
He gently squeezed Hustra’s hand, and they began tucking in the 6 year old Donu with her favorite toy. “Six more years and she’ll be an adult.” Zothoabo whispered to Hustra.
“They grow up so fast. You were only 14 when we had her, next thing you know, we’ll be grandparents.”
Zothoabo laughed to himself, “Ino, I hope not.”
They moved on to tuck in their 5 year old son, Duslud and put his wooden toy sword in the family coffer. After one last word of reminder that the boogeymen can’t get you as long as your indoors with family, they went to their bedroom where their 1 year old daughter Thur was sleeping.
Hustra began rocking the child gently, and Zothoabo sat down on the bed and sighed. “Should we move?”
“What?” Hustra blurted out, then remembered the sleeping baby, and lowered her voice to a whisper, “Why would you say that, we just got here?”
“I don’t know, I’m just…. Bored.”
“But you were so excited when you got here. You even said the rooms here are nicer than the capital.”
“I know, but-“
“And you have your dream job of doctor. You can finally do some good.”
“But look at the hospital. I don’t want people to be hurt, but I feel so… useless.”
“You have a family to take care of, isn’t that work enough?”
“I just need… something. There isn’t a temple to worship Ino, I haven’t exercised in months, and we’re still wearing the clothes we migrated in.”
“I’m sure you can find something to do. Talk to one of the militia captains, maybe one of them will let you train with them.”
“I guess,” He sighed again, “I think I’m just worried that I’ll make friends.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“They’re going to die.” His voice trembled on the last word, trying to hold in the emotion. “I’m good, but not that good. We’re at war, and war has casualties. My parents were killed in front of me when I was 4. I just want to be able to keep you safe so the same doesn’t happen to our children.”
Hustra walked over and cradled Zothoabo’s head in her lap, “It’s ok. We’re with the Riverguard now. They have some of the strongest warriors in Mong Kima. Trust me, nothing bad is going to happen.”
That’s a good place to end… right in the feels.
Also, how old is Hustra? Because Zothoabo was married to her at age 12, and they had their first child when he was 14. How old was Hustra?
Post by: Cathar on June 06, 2017, 12:17:52 pm
Luckily, as a Weretortoise, it was relatively slow and the garrison could mobilize relatively fast - especially since our barracks has been moved to ground level.
I gathered the men and we quickly deployed in the direction of the main gate. However, the time it took for us to arrive, one of my soldiers, Inspunz Inkuanur, was already in place. As soon as Hustra passed the gate, she engaged the beast.
(http://orig00.deviantart.net/7239/f/2017/157/5/a/mong_kima_2_12_by_number_seventeen-dbbrfjf.jpg)
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This was one one-sided fight if I ever saw one. The time we arrived, Lipi was nothing but a bloody mess on the grass.
When morning came, the alert was cancelled. We checked both of the girls for wounds - apparently no one has been injured. Hustra is a bit chocked, and Inspunz - despite her skills - has rarely given death in service and was a bit disconcerted. But everyone ended up fine - praise the gods.
When we have recovered from the event, I shall continue this diairy. We definitely need to keep our eyes open in the future, but I'm happy that slowly, we learn to bite back.
***
Megaman : Thank you a lot for your writing :D Zotho will definitely be traiend in the near future so he can defend his family, and find some activity. Life can be quite boring at times, in Watershield
Post by: Glass on June 06, 2017, 12:20:14 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 06, 2017, 12:31:25 pm
This seems to have been written quickly as if there was a pressing matter
I have heard rumours of werebeasts and vampiric creatures roaming in our town, but have never heard the alarm until now, even then when I saw the corpse, there was nothing but a great tortoise cleaved into bits by the axesoldier Inspunz, they should hold a party in her honor, seeing as she killed such a foe. The corpse, though, shall stay fresh in my mind, the purple, lifeless hue draining out. I suppose it is time for sleep, if one can sleep after seeing what we may be up against in the future.
There is a crudely written down signature,
with a crudely drawn picture of a axe wielding warrior cutting down a turtle.
Post by: Cathar on June 06, 2017, 09:15:30 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 09, 2017, 02:25:06 am
However, dormitories has been installed for the homeless within the keep, so nobody will have to sleep outside. The situation is not ideal, but we keep doing our best.
Since I heard complaints about the lack of decent meals, I asked Mate to privilege quality over quantity. Our stocks are completely full and I believe we can afford to give a bit more to each and every of our citizens. We'll have to keep an eye on our stocks, but for now, that'll do.
What else - the library is not completely finished, but is now functionnal. Ser and Saren took their appartments inside the building, and will have individual rooms on the first floor. Again, I do not see the point in abstract things, but both of them keep insisting this is primordial for the realm. Very well then. The library is now empty - but open. For now it is nothing but a debate club, as both Ser and Saren need to be taught before they can write anything of value. To this effect, dwarven teachers were hired and the ball is now rolling.
(http://i.imgur.com/dPo9oDT.jpg)
(By the way, if you have an idea of a name for our library go for it)
Other than that, three other constructions are making progress : a new house in the north of the village, an office for Imic who now takes his functions as the hearthcaptain and is as such responsible for justice, and the outer wall, which is now completely enclosing the village.
(http://i.imgur.com/bYQZ1Pi.png)
Things take time, but we're making substential progress.
For the future, we also hired two new craftmen : Strospi "Ki" Endsounded, paper-maker who will prove valuable once our scholars are done with their formation, and Ari-Taskmo Agethorn, Glassmaker, who will now replace Ryukan Heartduty since the latter has been promoted to lordship.
(http://orig07.deviantart.net/1e00/f/2017/159/1/b/watershield_craftmen_by_number_seventeen-dbc2e48.jpg)
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I believe that's pretty much it. Autumn has been pretty sweet all things considered. Let's hope winter---
Hold on I'm hearing screams I don't like. I'll continue writing later.
(http://i.imgur.com/UCM2kQP.png)
Post by: Asin on June 09, 2017, 11:05:38 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 09, 2017, 11:17:38 pm
Big migration wave, lot of miscellanea, werebeast attack, and now we have an invasion on our hands...Which means we're officially at war with 5 other civs now
Post by: Rethi-Eli on June 09, 2017, 11:42:01 pm
Post by: JCdestr0yer on June 11, 2017, 11:33:55 am
Greeting Lord of the swamp
I write this letter to you for the soul perpose of giving you an idea for the name of the new library which you have decided to make. Now there is a two ideas for the library. The first one which personally I think is ghastly is the violent garlic made by my colleague. While the name is understandable by the population it is not very intellectual and would limit growth. I propose a different name. The River Guard Scriptorium. I hope you choice wisely.
Ser novice writer and historian.
Post by: Cathar on June 11, 2017, 04:57:18 pm
We didn't came for them, but seems we can't avoid fighting them.
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/026a/f/2017/162/0/5/mong_kima_2_13_by_number_seventeen-dbcd6p9.jpg)
Utast is cornered against the outer wall and suffers a long and very painful death. Be asured your death will not stand unavenged, Utast.
The two wild adder I attached to ropes do their job providing a short term - but much needed decoy...
This could not have happened at a worst time - usually most of the people of Watershield stays inside the walls, but as our woodstocks were getting low, people gathered outside to cut down a tree into logs. Perfect storm situation.
Imic and I gathered all the fighters and rushed in to protect the retreating civilians, for our first real battle, against more numerous and better equipped opponents - twenty or so goblins, all armed, wearing metal helmet and chainmails.
***
For the name, if Ryukan doesnt manifest himself and as I have no preference either way, I'll take the suggestion of the dorf with the highest nobility standing, which would be Ser as a tier three noble.
Post by: Rethi-Eli on June 11, 2017, 06:02:03 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 11, 2017, 06:17:28 pm
My first actual battle? The sheer imagery of war haunts me, but I must hide it, the enemy, from my view of them, twenty or more small green monsters, "cancers upon this land." Father called them. I can see why, the absolute anger in their eyes. I must prepare, tonight may be my last night, and if so, then my diary shall be left blank for ages, not without ending these monsters with me.
Here is another scribbled signature and mixture, this time of twenty poorly drawn figures standing in a line.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 11, 2017, 09:33:07 pm
Wow, what dicks. Are there any skilled marksmen?I've started in marksmanship
Post by: Cathar on June 13, 2017, 09:39:16 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 13, 2017, 10:05:04 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 14, 2017, 04:20:58 pm
Zothoabo anxiously paced back and forth in the small bedroom he shared with his family. The alarm had gone off 20 minutes ago, and after securing themselves, the children had quieted down… which only made his anxiety worse. “She should have been back at least 10 minutes ago” he muttered to himself. His hands rapped nervously on the wooden wall of the room. “She was just going to get firewood, what could have gone wrong?”
His musings were interrupted by his eldest daughter Donu. “Papa.” She waited for him to stop fidgeting, “When’s mama coming home?”
“She’ll be back soon.” He waited in silence for what seemed like an eternity. “Wait here children, I’m going to go get mama. No need to fear, Ino will keep you safe.” He left with that, hopeful that the ignorance of youth would keep his children from noticing the lack of conviction in his words.
The fort was busy. There was no word as to whether or not it was safe outside yet, and people could be seen scurrying to and fro, or huddled into alcoves whispering the rumors about what had the River Guard on edge.
“I hear there’s another wereskink out there” came whispers from one of the halls. “No, it’s the knife ears. An elven ambush.” Zothoabo felt the blood drain from his face. He had seen the elven invaders kill his parents and most of his village before his eyes when he was but a child, and didn’t want the River Guard to suffer the same fate.
As he rushed around the corner, he bumped into a guard. After regaining his composure, he desperately grasped the woman’s cloak and begged, “Please my wife is still out there. What raised the alarm?”
“A Weretortoise.” She said gruffly, and gently brushed Zothoabo aside, ‘I need to get my gear, the Guard is mobilizing.”
As the guardswoman marched down the hallway, Zothoabo leaned against a wall. Weretortoise, he thought. Guess there’s only one. She can run away from a weretortoise. And, if she gets injured, I can take care of her. I am a doctor after all.
He got up, and began returning to his room, before realizing the fallacy of his argument. Werecreatures don’t try to kill. They try to maim. To spread the curse of their hubris when they insulted the gods. If Hustra wasn’t killed, she would be turned into a monster. Locked away to protect the town until she was either killed, or died of old age, abandoned by the gods, society and her own family. It was a fate worse than death, and the thought caused Zothoabo to collapse into a nearby chair.
He reached across the table and wrapped his fingers around a half empty mug. His shaking hand brought it to his lips and he began to slurp down the alcoholic contents in order to ease his racing fear. He heard a murmur go up from some of the people around him, and tried to ignore it, not wanting to hear any bad news.
As he continued drinking, drowning out his own dark thoughts a light emerged, a voice distant but strong. “Zothoabo!” He turned to see Hustra running down the hall towards him. “I’m fine. They killed it.” She said as Zothoabo stumbled out of his chair and raced to embrace his wife.
After learning that Hustra was safe, Zothoabo looked at her asked, “Were you bit?” and began examining her for blood.
‘No, I’m fine.” She responded, putting his fears to rest. “How are the children?”
“They’re scared, but alright.” He paused and gave Hustra a smile, “Can’t you take a job inside?”
“You know that’s not how The Guard works. We all contribute.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek, “I’ll be more careful from now on. There’s no need to worry.”
He hugged her back, then straightened, and composed himself. “Let’s go to the children, If you ever feel unsafe, talk to me, I may be able to get you a safer job as a nurse. “
She smiled, and grasped his hand, “You don’t have to be so serious all the time. I know you have an important job, but right now, let’s just enjoy the time we have together.”
He squeezed her hand, “I will.”
Post by: Cathar on June 15, 2017, 09:12:45 am
Update on the battle coming soon !
Post by: Cathar on June 17, 2017, 07:49:59 am
music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8ky6adCSp0)
The goblin strike force moves south quickly to engage the workers group, with the intent of inflicting as much casualties as they can. In the meantime, the Riverguard military, accompanied by Imic's men-at-arm, move through the main gate. At this point, the strike force has divided into three :
• The main party gives up the slaughter to engage our group
• Unbeh, their leader, with a handful of her goons continue to attack the workers
• A bowman and a crossbowman stay in front of the keep, shooting at passing ravens (Ino bless their low cognition)
(http://i.imgur.com/9g8rHU5.jpg)
Here is the list of people we lost so far :
Utast Oustotnge, Woodworker
Onra Ekowisho, Tanner
Banec Cadoisi, Fisherman
Onmo Jalsorus, Farmer
Bengel Zizatra, Weaver
A lot of wounded people too, some extremely severely. Among them, Apba, Zepher's sister and Asin's wife. Without losing a second, we charge hoping to save as much as we can.
The initial charge doesn't send them reeling as I expected, locking us into a grinding fight against better equipped enemies, with odds around two on one, but morale is very high.
(http://orig09.deviantart.net/81a6/f/2017/168/5/b/mong_kima_2_14_by_number_seventeen-dbd0bj6.jpg)
Post by: Imic on June 17, 2017, 01:28:02 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 18, 2017, 11:35:39 am
• Should we set a time limit for this fort? When I started, I thought five years would be a good limit, but we're already three years in, and depending on the activity of the fort, it can go by really fast... The world will continue anyways, but maybe the fort is slowly reaching its end? Two more years and it will be able to feed and defend itself without my supervision, that is extra sure
• When we finally decide to close the chapter on this part of the history of the kingdom (be it temporarily, we can always go back to it), would you be interested in either another fort or in an adventurer story? Maybe we can do a chose-your-own-adventure kind of thing with a hero from Mong Kima ? Just some thoughts
• What should be exactly the status of Imic's men at arm? They are technically a police force, unlike other captains, Imic is not part of the military per say- but human have no justice system. Should they be the personal men of the Lord? Or something else?
• Also, for now I registered two requests for job change: Zotho wants to be trained, and his wife needs to become a nurse to avoid untimely end. If anyone want a job reasignment, please let me know
Also ; we have a Queen ! Queen Uzu Rakedowl to be exact, daughter of King Peklod Balancedbitten and third leader of Mong Kima. She rules from Hazelslide's caste.
Post by: blueturtle1134 on June 18, 2017, 01:22:58 pm
While I work on my third and last update on this battle, I'm wondering about some things :
• Should we set a time limit for this fort? When I started, I thought five years would be a good limit, but we're already three years in, and depending on the activity of the fort, it can go by really fast... The world will continue anyways, but maybe the fort is slowly reaching its end? Two more years and it will be able to feed and defend itself without my supervision, that is extra sure
• When we finally decide to close the chapter on this part of the history of the kingdom (be it temporarily, we can always go back to it), would you be interested in either another fort or in an adventurer story? Maybe we can do a chose-your-own-adventure kind of thing with a hero from Mong Kima ? Just some thoughts
• What should be exactly the status of Imic's men at arm? They are technically a police force, unlike other captains, Imic is not part of the military per say- but human have no justice system. Should they be the personal men of the Lord? Or something else?
• Also, for now I registered two requests for job change: Zotho wants to be trained, and his wife needs to become a nurse to avoid untimely end. If anyone want a job reasignment, please let me know
Also ; we have a Queen ! Queen Uzu Rakedowl to be exact, daughter of King Peklod Balancedbitten and third leader of Mong Kima. She rules from Hazelslide's caste.
Firstly, cool battle report. It's interesting how the goblins manage to simultaneously communicate arrogance and general dim-wittedness.
Regarding moving on from this fort... I'd suggest setting a sort of end goal instead of a time limit. Instead of ending it after some number of years, promise to move on after a great feat has been accomplished. Full defences and patrols of the wall, self-sufficiency with fields within the walls, breaching the aquifer, adding a digit to exported wealth, etc. This way, you can end it right after you make a big advancement, you have a reason to keep playing as it slows down, and if you really have to you can drag it on longer.
From your description of Imic's men, I'd say they are a police force in the making. An armed group distinct from both the military and the (non-existent) justice system. Technically, they are a private group, commanded by whichever lord hires/commands them, so they'd be considered vigilantes, but their services are essential enough that they have become the de facto watchmen. I can't tell for sure, as I haven't been following this all the way. Mind if you link me a few pages where they appear?
And I'd like a dorf. Name him "Radii "Turtles" Uneventful" because my username is too strange. (It's an anagram).
Post by: Imic on June 19, 2017, 04:54:37 am
I tgink that the town should end at an appropriate time, such as after a massive siege, or maybe when a massivly emportant element of the story gets revealed.
I think that the next step would really depend on how you end it.
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 19, 2017, 09:40:49 am
• Also, for now I registered two requests for job change: Zotho wants to be trained, and his wife needs to become a nurse to avoid untimely end. If anyone want a job reasignment, please let me know
You can take your time with those. I've been trying to write little rp stories from the viewpoints of the characters. I haven't officially requested anything, but you're the overseer, and if you want to follow up on Zotho's complaints, he will probably be happier, lolz.
May want to put a long pause on Zotho's military training, cuz it sounds like the hospital is about to get a bunch of business.
Post by: Cathar on June 22, 2017, 05:23:57 pm
We don't take too much time to realize that if their bodies and heads are heavily protected, their limbs are not, only covered by fur clothes. When we come to that realization, we strike them left and right, high and low and limbs are now flying around. Imic's henchmen, Bolli and Therset, are doing a carnage among their ranks. Therset even get her title of swordmaster during the fight.
For seconds that seem hours, we stay bogged down against them, slowly but surely wearing them down. None of our soldiers is wounded.
And suddently,
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/5535/f/2017/173/1/0/mong_kima_2_15_by_number_seventeen-dbdnsna.jpg)
Usquur break their lines and rushes toward their leader, occupied with Apba struggling for her life. Inspunz is on her toes. The poor goblin do not stand a chance and is slashed to bits.
In the meantime, the main force finishes off the remaining attackers in an extremely brutal - but one sided fight. We gather again and engage the two markgoblin that were distracted by a crowd of passing ravens and we murder them.
It was our first battle, and we prevailed without additional losses. None of us was even wounded.
We however have our lot of wounded civilians to take care of... Some are heavily wounded, and due to the severity of their wounds are not expected to survive. We decide, as we burry our deads, to make additional coffins just in case.
(http://i.imgur.com/Iboy2r6.jpg)
Lord Ryukan himself, contemplating the bloody desolation that is now the entrance of Watershield, find a still living civilian lying among the dead. We saw him coming back to the hospital with a heavily injured girl on his arms. Tho she is not expected to survive, we're glad to have such a lord.
The rest of the winter was uneventful. The hospital slowly empties itself - no one has died outright. Apba doesn't feel anything on her left arm anymore, and some of the wounds of the people are infected, so death may come later for them - but they all lived to see the next spring.
(http://i.imgur.com/nXPnxRv.jpg)
We've been in Watershield for three years now. Lot of things have changed since we first came... Most of them for the best. But the sudden appearance of the Wordy Witch goblins into the Crazed Conflict is definitely worrysome. We defeated what we later understood to be the whole garrisson of the local Dark Pits, Fellwebs, but scouts from Hazelslide reported they had around one thousand more to throw at Mong Kima.
Definitely, the year 134 starts on a very sour note.
***
Dorfing has been registered ! Do you have any preference for gender age of profession?
Post by: Rethi-Eli on June 22, 2017, 05:28:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 22, 2017, 05:29:59 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 23, 2017, 09:17:03 am
I'm really liking the progression of the fort so far!!!
Post by: Cathar on June 24, 2017, 06:17:53 am
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Post by: Cathar on June 25, 2017, 12:14:39 pm
We have received no further news from the rest of the kingdom ; so as the season of storms slowly arrives, maybe it's time to take a seat back and a short outlook at the wide political situation.
The Crazed Conflict
This word sized war started in 126 with a simple border contestation between Mong Kima and Desor Uzol (the Entrancing Oils), a dwarven civilization. Mong Kima wanted to leave its seashore roots and to expend on the montains, where they met fierce resistance from local dwarves, especially in the city of the Canyon of Treasuries.
Both civilization being extremely defensive in nature, a long siege war occured. Mong Kima scored a glorious victory in 127, but Desor Uzol managed to keep hold of their city.
In 128, the eastern elves of Wulema Apasi (Climactic Nut) joined the conflict and started attacking the biggest Mong Kima's city of the east coast, Hairyoracle, driving it into complete chaos. They were eventually repelled but Hairyoracle never recovered.
In 129, another major victory was carried out against Desor Uzol, but it also marks the end of Mong Kima's successful attacks on the dwarves.
In 130, two major events were triggered by what it seems the same figure. Local unrest between the western city of Brokenbronze and the western elves of Pinalene (Poetic Seas) culminated in the murder of one of Pinalene's princes, by the pearlite hero Luki Usupim. Later in the year, that same Luki would take control of the local garrison of Hairyoracle and organize its defense against Wulema Asapi, effectively stopping their attacks. She would later on give the city to another local hero, Lucmen Ghoraxtaba. While the garisson of Hairyoracle still carries on operation against Wilema Apasi, their loyalty to the crown become more and more questionable.
Mong Kima immediately forms a defensive pact with the human nation of Abdukxong against Pinalene's elves and reinforces the city of Brokenbronze to meet their enemies.
In late 130, the city of Watershield was founded and thats where our story began. Watershield had but one goal : suppress the elves of Wulema Asapi and keep them from further damaging the coastal cities.
And that's where we are : in late 133 the goblins of Osme Stosbûb take the fundation of Watershield as an infringment on their borders and joins the Crazed Conflicts.
Interior politics
• Hairyoracle's city garrisson, which is now de facto controlling the city, shows signs of rebellion against the crown. However they continue to carry on operation against Wilema Asapi.
• Our beloved queen, Uzu Rakedown, has ruled since 104, but she's now 68 years old and heirless. She might very well live for another twenty to thirty years, but she's not having any child at this point. Her succession will probably come at a very bad moment, as we fear civil unrest might ensue.
Spring 134 in Watershield
Again, not much to talk about. Asin's son, Upnal, six years old, was attacked and killed by capybaras as he was playing near the river... We deployed the guard and anihilated all wildlife as a result. Two capybaras were also captured, and will from now on be part of our disposable livestock.
Sincere condoleances to Asin and his wife. Altho one may not overstate the tragedy of the death of a child, such accidents may unfortunately not be prevented at this point. We must stay strong.
We also had two birth and some migrants, pushing our numbers to one hundred, which is our soft cap. We're not letting anyone else come in from that point.
Construction continue, a new house is now finished. A temple complex is underway and we're also working on a weaving factory. We can't continue to rely on wood for the production of our goods, as we now take more than the forest can regrow. We use wood as a fuel, as a construction material and for our crafts. We simply consume too much and we must find other ways.
We started training Lord Ryukan to axemanship. I feel it's taking a toll on his morale but I insist that his survival is paramount. The squads were also refilled with fresh recruits, among which Uquur's eldest son - which is now on Imic's care.
Last but not least, the melting of goblins metal is underway. It takes time, but now we have plenty of copper weapons and armory. Enough to fill multiple squads, maybe enough to use copper as a construction material in the future.
We developped our first prototype of heavy armor we called Gugirrane Stalcon, Copper Knight Armor.
(http://orig03.deviantart.net/002e/f/2017/176/3/3/gugirrane_stalcon___early_134_by_number_seventeen-dbdzcqt.png)
As it is for now fairly expensive to produce, it will only equip our elite soldiers and officers, but we look forward to mass produce them.
Summer is coming, and we hope we have enough crafts to trade.
Post by: Glass on June 25, 2017, 12:18:20 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 25, 2017, 12:21:58 pm
I hope you enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoy writing them !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 25, 2017, 12:53:14 pm
That small battle with the goblins made me think, the marksmen had no way of participation in that battle and utterly useless, it was rumored to be a mishap with ammo distribution, so I wonder if it's a lack of quivers, and i hope to catch my superior officer about teaching us some close-quarters fighting on the off chance that.
1. Enemies get ballsy enough to run up to us and break the lines
2.we run out of ammo.
3.We have another mishap like this again and it allows us to be useful instead of on our rear-ends.
I pray to the gods of justice that my superior officer listens to my case and does something for us to be battle readied next time an incident occurs.
on the bottom is a signature, now written a little neater with a small still poorly drawn picture of a young stick-person talking to a taller stick-person
Post by: Cathar on June 25, 2017, 01:30:15 pm
Post by: Enemy post on June 25, 2017, 01:37:09 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 25, 2017, 02:08:59 pm
Tho we're only three years in, and I intend to play this world for ingame centuries so you're really at the very beggining
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 25, 2017, 02:49:39 pm
Hum...The archer squad might not be the most straightforward way to acquire glory, young Zepher. Tho if you so wish, I can ask Ser Imic to take you on the lord's men. You already have some basics in fencing, you'd do a fine recruit. Plus there's already some young men in that squad, you won't feel aloneI'm just trying to find ways to keep myself and the other archers alive if the ammo problem can't be fixed with in the allotted time for us to get our duties done.
Post by: Cathar on June 25, 2017, 04:05:16 pm
That said I must insist on the fact the archer squad is a support squadron, and as such, if it will never face great threats, will probably never acquire glory
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on June 26, 2017, 01:05:31 am
Post by: Imic on June 26, 2017, 01:34:03 am
Post by: Rethi-Eli on June 26, 2017, 06:53:22 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 26, 2017, 10:47:04 am
Sure thing ! Here we go !Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Thanks, I'll try to get a story up before the new update. I did notice that Zotho doesn't really mind seeing people die. I thought it was a bit weird, when he didn't care about witnessing the wereskink's death, but.... it's a wereskink, so would he really care.
witnessing the death of a bunch of goblins, and one of his fellow humans, I expect him to care a little. Although he did feel satisfied at work, so that's... good? (considering he is the doctor)
I've already kind of developed a character for Zotho, but I'll try to fit in this new info.
Post by: Cathar on June 26, 2017, 11:05:48 am
Also...semi update - before I go into the meat of Summer 134 ; we've received terrible news.
Aspa Renowedfaints, nicknamed "The All-Seing Sea God", one of Mong Kima's finest heroes, has finally met her match in battle.
(http://orig11.deviantart.net/1e21/f/2017/085/2/a/and_now__let_s_sing___by_number_seventeen-db3m5cd.jpg)
Of military upbringing, born in an unprecised place of Mong Kima, Aspa (second from left) was a mercenary all her life. Talented spearwoman and justice seeker, she travelled all around the subcontinent during all her life. In 130, she spent a year in the company of Luki Hollowfancies, another pearlite hero, and fought by her side during one full year. Her exploits are too numerous to be all recalled, but one particularly stands out :
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/6a6e/f/2017/090/5/2/we_ve_come_a_long_way_by_number_seventeen-db44046.jpg)
After slaying the giantess Thàb Flymatch in late summer 130, she acquired the nickname of "Shadu Ulde Opi" -All Seing Sea God. After a wound in early winter, she settled in Opencraft, a town of our allies of the Confederacy of Joys, and became a merchant.
Opencraft was attacked by elves in 130 - twice in 131, once in 132, once in 133. But only in the attack of 134 Apba was finally defeated. She died heroically in battle, age fourty four.
Our allies assured us her body was not desacrated, and her murderer was put to justice soon after her death. She was a one-of-a-kind hero and a model for us all - rest in peace.
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 26, 2017, 11:52:36 am
In 130, she spent a year in the company of Luki Hollowfancies, another pearlite hero, and fought by her side during one full year.
"Another Pearlite Hero?"
Luki is a LEGEND!!! (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=36256.5250)
Again, love what you're doing with the world. You do a great job of researching the history and using it to add life to a bunch of ones and zeroes. Every time I see a new post, it makes me want to hop back into Adventure mode.
Post by: Cathar on June 26, 2017, 12:11:06 pm
I feel kinda bad for pushing Luki, but she's like my baby at this point -- and she's somewhat an important national character even tho she's not as active as Id like her to be
Post by: Cathar on June 28, 2017, 10:23:20 am
Other excellent new : Mim's eldest daughter and Uquur's eldest son has come to age. They come from elite soldier families, both of them, and I think I will press their parents to marry their children. Speaking about marriages, maybe it's time to have some of them in the fort. Security is becoming tighter and tighter, and the village ending threats posed by werebeasts, elves and goblins are not that frightening anymore. Maybe it's time to relax a bit, and enjoy life.
Speaking of which :
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/1f91/f/2017/178/3/d/the_magic_of_demographic_growth_by_number_seventeen-dbe7v9t.jpg)
Chief Doctor Zothoabo is now a dad ! For the fourth time actually. He's not the only one ; we celebrate two other less significant births in the village, pushing the number of souls in Watershield to 103. Congratulations to all the happy parents - Zhothoabo, if you want to give a name to this child be my guest.
We also have started two more projects : one agricultural tower, where we will grow plants in the sky, espeially rope reed to get our two scholars, Saren and Ser, to consign the knowlege they learnt from their discussion with foreign masters. We also made a lot of progress in the local temple, which we will make part of the complex that will include the hospital and the library, keeping the smart people in close proximity to each other.
This means ; more nobility posts will open soon : we need some priests, a manager, and an executionner - altho for the latter I have some ideas in the back of my mind. We're now open to candidatures !
...tho it may have to wait a bit. The town bell is ringing again, hold on.
(http://i.imgur.com/mmbAAc5.png)
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 28, 2017, 11:54:10 am
Is it a boy or a girl?
Post by: Cathar on June 28, 2017, 01:10:13 pm
As for now Zothoabo has indeed four children : Duslud (boy, 7) Donu (girl, 8 ) Thur (girl, 2) and Sor - by default (boy, newborn)...
Now I think about it, it means they got their first child at 14. Hustra is definitiely Zothoabo childhood sweetheart, and they dint wait too long before going to work it seems
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 28, 2017, 03:01:57 pm
(http://i.imgur.com/ZRbIm8W.png)
Zothoabo twiddled his fingers nervously. It has been a couple months since the Weretortoise attack, and he still had no work. It was just him and the children, waiting… waiting for something bad to happen. Just as he was thinking on the many horrible things that could happen while he was sulking indoors, the bells of Mong Kima began their tolling.
Zothoabo leapt up, and began rushing towards the door to make sure his wife was safe. Before he could leave, he stopped and doubled back, herding the children into their room, and convincing them that they would be safe from whatever challenged the River Guard today. After making sure they were safe, he rushed out into the fort, and began searching for Hustra. There were throngs of people moving throughout the fort, and sometimes Zothoabo was forced to crawl to get by. He shouted his wife’s name a couple times, to see if she would respond from the crowd of people, and after only a few minutes of searching, she did.
“Zotho! I’m here!” she shouted, “I’m safe!”
After pushing his way through the crowd, he managed to grab Hustra, and lead her back to their room outside the hospital. “What’s the emergency this time?”
“Rumor is the Goblins have decided to attack.”
“Not the elves?”
“Apparently they brought a small army.” Her voice quivered a little and she held her belly, which was swollen child, “They are killing the people who were caught outside the fortress.”
“I,” Zothoabo held his wife close, “I’m glad you’re safe.”
After a short moment together, Hustra composed herself. “There are bound to be injuries when the River Guard engages the Goblins. You need to be on the wall, to make sure those who can be saved are brought to the hospital.”
Zothoabo nodded, the rational part of his brain taking over. “Stay in the room with the kids, I will do my duty as Chief Doctor.”
After embracing his wife, Zothoabo headed back into the fort, this time, in an attempt to get to the walls where he could watch the battle. As he got closer and closer to the exit, he could smell, then hear the deafening sound of rain outside. The worst possible weather to fight in. The rain will get everywhere, slow people down, infect wounds, truly the worst thing about Mong Kima is all the Ino cursed rain. He hugged his robe close, and then stepped out into the rain, grimacing as it quickly soaked though each layer of clothing.
He made his way to the wall nearest the battle, and took in the carnage before him. There were bodies scattered across the ground, but it looked like the River Guard now held the upper hand. The Goblins were falling back, and those still caught in melee, were being quickly cut down. Zothoabo surveyed the wounds of the fallen, there were many broken and cut arms, and legs, but also a few deep wounds to the torso and head. He knew he couldn’t save those with mortal wounds, so he began checking off who was healthy enough to survive a trip to the hospital, so they could be prioritized. It didn’t register till later that these were his neighbors, and even friends being killed by the foreign invaders, and even when it did register he found his emotions held in check by a strange detachment. After all, this wasn’t the first time he had witnessed death.
As the battle came to a close, he began giving orders to the citizens that were now leaving the fort to collect bodies. As the first wounded were being brought into the fort, Zothoabo quickly gave some finishing remarks to the recovery crews, then dashed to the hospital to prepare for the mountain of work ahead of him. “Thread! I need thread!” he shouted into the hall, until people began scurrying to the stockpile to fetch it for him, “And cloth bandages!” he finished as the first wounded was brought to a hospital bed.
Zothoabo quickly moved to his first patient, who was pale, and stuttering with blood loss, “My arms, they cut open my arms.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll fix you up,” Zothoabo intoned, examining the large cuts on the patient’s left hand, along with the two large gashes on his right upper and lower arm. “I’m going to need you to be tough, this might hurt a bit.” He said, pulling out a needle and thread.
Patient gowned every once in a while as Zothoabo expertly stitched up his many wounds. “There, good as new.” He exclaimed wiping his bloody hands on his apron, and looking up with a fresh grin. Feels good having something to do, he thought to himself, then immediately regretted the thought as he saw the many injured citizens throughout the hospital. Among the crowd of injured laying in beds, he saw Hustra dragging in another patient.
He went over to the new patient and began examining her. “Is the battle over?” he asked Hustra, as he continued to catalog the cuts on her left foot and upper arm.
‘Yes. I have to help collect the copper, so we can melt it down and make armor.” She paused as Zothoabo gave her a stern frown. “Do you want me to stay here?”
“No” he sighed, “I just want you to be safe. You’re pregnant, they shouldn’t put you in such dangerous situations.”
“We all have to work for the good of the fort. You take care of the wounded, I chop wood, and haul it back to the stockpile.” She gave her husband a kiss on the cheek, “I’m good at my job, and I’ll be fine. Besides, you work best when you’re alone.”
“You’re right,” He said, taking a deep breath, “if you were here, I would imagine having to put you back together after an invasion.” He embraced her and they kissed, “I love you.”
“I’ll be fine.” She repeated as she left the hospital.
Zothoabo cracked his fingers, “time to get to work.”
The first few days were rough. His fingers were sticky with blood, and his throat was sore from yelling for more thread, or bandages. By the second day he was yelling for alcohol as well. He did need it to disinfect the wounds, but he also needed something to calm his nerves, and he caught himself smiling briefly at the looks of horror on the faces of his assistants when he downed a mug of strawberry wine before operating on a patient.
It took a month to clear every patient. During that time, he resorted to alcohol quite a few times, especially when he found himself pining for Hustra or the kids. Eventually, everyone was able to leave the hospital. Some left on crutches, but their wounds were sealed, and they could go back to work.
Zothoabo lay down on one of the cleaner hospital beds. Finally, he thought to himself, peace and quite. I should go to the tavern to celebrate. Before he could get up, the door opened and Hustra waddled in holding her belly, “Zotho, I think it’s time.”
Zothoabo leapt up to help his wife into a bed. He wouldn’t need alcohol to get through this day, he was going to be a father….. again.
Post by: Cathar on June 28, 2017, 07:44:24 pm
***
The battle was short and really brutal. We didn't know what to expect, so I asked once again Imic and his men to accompany the army in the defense - but in retrospective maybe I should have let them rest.I guess they enjoyed the adrenaline as much as I did, so in the end all is good.
We stormed out of the front gate as a unit, forming a shield wall as we advanced. We were expecting to meet the goblins at the same place as the last battle - southern side, near the gate. We rushed in as we thought that without our decoy snakes and with no civilian outside, they would go right to the main entrance.
We were wrong. Now let me precise I was a little worried about the fact they had a large concentration of marksmen and I was slightly worried the sheer volume of fire would end up wounding some of us - but the goblins proven utterly incapable of putting their advantage into use.
They sent one of their macemen to scout the south side the the wall - we spotted him first. Tuco, the dedicated archer of the main squad, took a wood arrow and send it right to the unprotected arm of the poor creature. The goblin dropped his shield - seizing the opportunity, I closed in and his helmet splitted as the grass turned red.
The rest is just the story of a band of goblin totally folding under our furious charge. They managed to free some arrows, but were under constant fire from our own archer squad. The charge of the axemen ruined their formation.
(http://i.imgur.com/WMCkCgL.png)
A crossbowman tried to climb the outside wall, maybe in panic, maybe as a desperate attempt to use his weapon more effectively against our mostly melee army. A volley of arrow from the eaglenest made him fall to the ground were he was made sure to stay.
It was over in less than ten minutes, and they could not land a single blow on us. Absolute flawless victory.
The icing on the cake : we managed to take their leader alive.
(http://orig00.deviantart.net/cdc7/f/2017/179/5/2/summer_134_fiasco_by_number_seventeen-dbee1s2.jpg)
She's currently in an ad hoc prison cell, tied to a wall. Any idea of what we can do to her is welcome.
No doubt this glorious victory will bring hope to our brothers all over the kingdom.
What else. I think this is pretty much it for the summer. The merchants didn't showed up, which is a bit annoying, but managable. We can continue to work the copper we scrap from our defeated enemies. It is low quality metal, but for now it will do.
One floor of the tower of agriculture has been completed, we should harvest rope reed and make paper soon. The temple is almost halfway done, with the first floor being near completion.
Now to blow my own horn - but for now we're doing really fine.
(http://i.imgur.com/veXbM7G.jpg)
Post by: Megaman_zx on June 29, 2017, 03:56:31 pm
I'll probably do the next story about the family because the most recent battle didn't have any injuries.
Post by: Cathar on June 29, 2017, 04:12:44 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Also while I'm at it, noble positions are still open ; feel free to apply. Else, as I reaaaally need a manager in the short term, I'll give the post to an NPC
Post by: Haspen on June 29, 2017, 11:35:42 pm
Count me in as manager.
Post by: Asin on June 29, 2017, 11:48:08 pm
Post by: Cathar on June 30, 2017, 03:04:56 am
Haspen you're in next update ! Thanks Ino, I do need a manager for those massive orders, micromanaging is totally becoming a chore
Post by: Haspen on June 30, 2017, 09:18:46 am
(I did it once in another human fort ages ago, it was fun!)
Post by: Cathar on July 01, 2017, 09:35:39 pm
Even better : the guest we had from other countries consigned their knowlege into the paper we gave them, and now our House of Scribes is slowly filling with foreign litterature. Some of our inhabitants were concerned about the lack of abstract thinking - now they have a lot to work with. I hope our own scholars can improve and get to write soon ! There's no reason : if a dwarf can do it, us Pearlites can do it better.
The excess of rope reed also allowed us to produce much needed cloths, and even to make some cloths hairlooms. They are absolutely stunigly beautiful - we can have them decorated with glass and their value will go through the roof. When the merchants from Hazelslide will finally come back, we're definitely going to impress them a great deal. Let's keep that up !
We also found ourselves in dire need for a manager to coordinate our efforts, especially since we industrialize more and more. Giving specific orders becomes increasingly difficult as the number of things I have to deal with increase - glass production, wood processing, food preparation and now paper and cloth crafts. I need someone to at least help me a bit.
The most fitting people for that task would be people trained in general organization - I have a group of them we trained in the army. But we also happen to need those people to protect the fort... Hence, we decided to promote a civilian, Haspen Idlaice.
(http://orig08.deviantart.net/ab15/f/2017/182/d/6/it_ll_be_even_better_with_a_roof_by_number_seventeen-dberb87.jpg)
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All in all, he has the good mindset for the task. Worst case scenario, we can give him evening courses at the barracks to help him with his task. He'll do just fine. Working on a fitting office for him is now on our schledule.
The temple is also in the work - but is now functional. People of Watershield now have a place to pray to the gods. May Ino give us her blessings.
Speaking of which, Rethi-Eli and Asin are now also proud dads of one more kid each. The population is now 107.
Maybe now is the time to have a stroll in the village. We did talked a lot about the keep, but truth be said, most of the population live and work outside.
(http://i.imgur.com/nCN627d.jpg)
For now, the ground level of most of the houses is dedicated to industry, while the first floor is meant to be a place to rest and recover. That's how it worked so far. But as we move forward toward industrialization, I believe more and more we need a dedicated place for our people to work. Mark a clean line between working hours and leisure time. It will also allow us to free some space and house more families.
So to recap, what we need to do in the following months :
• Finish the temple and expend the tower of agriculture
• Organize marriages, especially for important people without offspring - such as our Lord but I'm sure Imic wouldn't mind some female company
• Move the barracks (again!) this time on the main gate to improve our response time.
Last thing : Zothoabo and Ryukan started their military training. I don't want to use them for the defense, but as their are very important people, I want them to survive should they face immediate danger.
...Speaking of which - the red-eyed monsters are at it again
(http://i.imgur.com/Lw5rARt.png)
And we're absolutely ready for them ! Let the crimson rain fall again on Watershield !
Post by: Asin on July 01, 2017, 10:08:49 pm
Post by: Sarrak on July 04, 2017, 01:14:26 pm
Your art is getting more and more amazing, and mention of Luki was real heartwarming (pity Aspa died, though)
Post by: Cathar on July 04, 2017, 07:31:51 pm
I'm so glad people seem to like Luki. She's like my baby at this point, and that's thanks to her I could really get into the history of the world and get Watershield on its feet. Im so very sad she will not marry nor have kids tho :c
After Watershield, I'm definitely going back to adventurer mode
Also, this season has been run, and it was...eventful. I should have the report done tomorow if things go my way
Post by: Sarrak on July 04, 2017, 10:13:30 pm
I'm so glad people seem to like Luki. She's like my baby at this point, and that's thanks to her I could really get into the history of the world and get Watershield on its feet. Im so very sad she will not marry nor have kids tho :cDFHack IS amazing! While I can't quite point out the mystery of marrying adventures, I was able to make people consider themselves married in previous versions (don't know about kids, though) and there are several tales spinning around about adventures spawning progeny. Hm... I might try to find the way, but don't have much time now, sadly.
Post by: Cathar on July 06, 2017, 09:58:16 pm
First off, the goblin attack was more brutal than they used to be so far. Maybe they sent more experienced troops, maybe it's because we sent fresh recruits alongside our veterans, maybe it's because of our lack or fighting cohesion, but it's the first time our military has to endure wounds.
(http://orig13.deviantart.net/7d30/f/2017/183/c/4/center_of_mass_by_number_seventeen-dbevchh.jpg)
The good new is ; our Eaglenest now functions, so we could start the encounter by unleashing volleys at them, while receiving nothing in return. The goblins were obviously confused by a tactic that seems elementary for us now. Eitherways, it was the first really successful attack made from our bow squad. By the time the swords and axes arrived on the scene, a number of goblins was already wounded.
One of them was even lying on the ground, grasping for air as willow arrows went through his chainmail and right to his lungs.
However, when we arrived, it was our turn to be the target of much more experienced archers and crossbowmen, equipped with metal ammunitions. Domi, Mim's eldest daughter freshly incorporated into the Lord's men, took a bolt in the leg.
(http://orig07.deviantart.net/0c6f/f/2017/185/0/4/honor_your_parents_by_number_seventeen-dbf2j4e.jpg)
(http://i.imgur.com/I788qAh.png)
The girl was only 13 years old, but shown a fighting spirit that would put everyone else to shame in the kingdom. She stood up, rushed the crossbowman, and sticked her copper sword into his arm. Imic came from behind and finished up the foe. The rest of the battle was pretty one-sided. One of our men, Tuco, had his hand cut open, but nothing Zothoabo cannot fix quickly.
When the sun finally rose, our enemies were dead or running. Once again we managed to survive.
We had two months of relative peace, so we started to forage for additional ressources. Our wood consumption has been reduced by the tower of agriculture we're still expending. With skilled clothier, weavers and farmers, we're starting to create a good amount of wealth.
The temple and the library seem to be liked among the population. They go there to read, discuss and socialize. Ser and Saren wrote their first book each, and we're looking forward to bind them, and later on make copies of their knowledge.
Things went dire again in december, with the arrival of the giantess Xok Stedamul Udobexzas
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/7f93/f/2017/189/8/e/confronting_the_old_gods_by_number_seventeen-dbfdh4e.jpg)
(http://i.imgur.com/ZOcS8mx.png)
She came at sunset, as people were coming back to town after a day of forage. Some civilians, Asin and Jestri, were caught between the army and the monster, but thanks to the heroic charge of our soldiers, they managed to escape unharmed.
The monster was resistant, but after twenty minutes of us taking turns at chipping at it, it tried to run, crying for its life. We were taking none of it and I orderd the pursuit.
(http://i.imgur.com/HwoBUrB.png)
It was finally put on the ground, and we lashed on it everything we had. It still took us almost an hour to have it bleed to death. Sir Imic dealt the final blow.
Once again, we survived.
Tho having survived against those odds, we later on received ominous messages.
Brokenbronze has been attacked again - its lord and two of his captain has been slain, and is now on the brink of collapse. We'll pray to Ino they make it.
Another successful attack as carried on the Entrancing Oils, however, lead by Lady Dilol's daughter, who was finally pushed back, but came back to Hazelslide with her force mostly intact and having inflicted a lot of casualties on the defenders of Trumpetknight.
If that stronghold falls, I believe the dwarves will finally give up.
It's now the new year... We've been fighting this world wide war for nine years. I can't wait for it to end.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 06, 2017, 10:17:58 pm
With the creation of the EagleNest. The archers and crossbow men finally have seen the glory of battle and the amazing deliverance of justice upon the green skins and later upon a giantess. I'm glad to have fought aside my commanding officer too. I just pray and hope that we do not encounter the dwarves any day soon...the news of brokenbronze has my blood boiling . This can not keep happening, soon Riverguard will be the last group, the last bastion of humanity against the dwarves.
I must train harder.
There is a signature, written as if the writer was determined about some thing.a note written in a red murky ink. "They will not kill us."
Post by: blueturtle1134 on July 07, 2017, 10:06:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 08, 2017, 12:14:27 am
Apparently the dislike of the dwarves comes from very high, and possibly from a place I don't like very much.
To put it bluntly, I think this has something to do with the quest for immortality of the Royal General. The dwarves of Dezor Uzol has been treating us well and politely outside of battlefields... Some of them even ask for residency to study with Ser and Saren.
If they could just give up, and ask for peace, we could focus on the true enemy of the Nation: elves and goblins. Which are far to be as civil. The whole situation cannot be overcame with a single charge I fear, this is a true clusterfog
I did a quick recap of our current diplomacy and state of war at page 12 if you want
Post by: blueturtle1134 on July 08, 2017, 07:54:56 pm
Apparently the dislike of the dwarves comes from very high, and possibly from a place I don't like very much.
Well, you're the author, what you don't like, you can remove.
How about starting an adventurer with the goal of assassinating the necro-obsessed Royal General and freeing the Nation from his errant command? Wouldn't stop the war in game, but you could RP something about lessening tensions.
Post by: Cathar on July 09, 2017, 10:30:35 am
Uthret, a fisherwoman, was out foraging for wood as she got attacked by a roaming alligator. She would have been killed if Rethi-Eli, passing nearby, hadn't thrown himself at the beast.
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Rethi-Eli was a brave man, who fought heroically until his last breath. His sacrifice was not in vain, as Uthret managed to flee the scene. The army eventually came but too late to save the poor man.
Rethi-Eli came in Watershield in the late autumn of 132. His skills as a farmer were instrumental in the development of our early agrarian system. Altho having been proposed multiple times for anoblishment, he never followed suite, apparently content with his work. He was a man of great talent and of few words, who shown his colors as a hero in his very final moments.
He is survived by his wife, Jestri, and his seven children : Slada, Destis, Nemen, Gosath, Caslu, Pamnot and Komo. He was burried soon after. We sacrified the goblin captain we caught last year to the gods, so his place in heaven is assured, and we'll make him a place in our memorial hall-to-be. Rest in peace.
Maybe a few words on our current situation :
The battle rages on in the west. Ret Peakromance, daughter of Lady Dilol of Hazelslide, is leading the charge on Trumpetknight, stronghold of Desor Uzol. For nine years this place has resisted all our attempts to capture it, but the forces of Ret managed to score her third victorious assault. For now no pillage nor conquest, but after her third recorded victory, we might very well not be far. We're praying for her.
The couple of capybara we captured has been trained and gave birth to one male and two female pups, who are now completely tame. We've been missing leather a great deal until now, but soon this will be corrected. If only we can do the same feat with aligators, we'd have a nice supplement for our army.
(http://orig02.deviantart.net/b237/f/2017/190/9/d/baby_capybara_by_number_seventeen-dbfo195.jpg)
Outside wall barracks are now functional aswell. From now on, the army will be divided in two. I shall lead men outside the walls to repell invasion, and Imic will keep his troops inside in case something manages to cross the wall before we can intercept them.
And last but not least, merchants from Hazelslide came again ! This time, we traded a great deal. Lemann got us covered and haggled every single piece of craft we had to offer. We managed to get a lot of metal and some spare animals. Good enough to make more leather armors and to slowly but surely replace our oudated weaponry by iron made weapons and armors. The bow squad was also reformed a bit. Since they were, without supervision, confiscating the highest quality of gear, I decided to supervize their equipment personally. From now on, they will wear our old Ombathalo Stalcon gear ; as they are not in the frontline, they don't need to wear our heaviest armors.
This is pretty much it for this half year. Let's move on.
***
Blueturtle : Those are all ideas I'll be keeping. Thats things we can do no problem. Let's wait and see if the situation evolves by the time we end this fort. I'm thinking to end it when it reaches Metropolis level and look like a real city proper
Post by: Imic on July 09, 2017, 11:09:54 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 09, 2017, 11:20:42 am
Post by: Cathar on July 09, 2017, 12:34:40 pm
First time in this game I see something this brutal
Post by: Cathar on July 11, 2017, 08:36:35 pm
Autumn started off like spring and summer, peaceful, uneventful. We decided to slow down constructions and crafts, and take some time to live and enjoy our time in this world, so there won't be much to be told about our progress.
What needs to be told, however, is the coming of the cyclop Usle Daduaxod B”suetog. Alarm was risen, the town bell rang, but we were confident that our walls would force the monster to engage our troops under the main gate, so we deployed quickly and confidently, marching toward him.
This is the first time we were outsmarted by a monster. He took a sprint and jumped right above the wall, landing in the middle of a group of children playing make belief. The situation went from safe to insanely dire in a second. We were outside of the wall, the monster inside, directly next to the most defenseless of our population.
Imic deployed, the bow squad sent in reinforcements. We were to have losses, but we were hoping to at least minimize them.
Usle the cyclop ran after the scattering children in the meantime. But, after a very short moment, they gathered a courage unknown to man, and ran back at him.
One of the children climbed the beast I don't know how
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## 1st Sandstone 135 20:48:00
The child punches the cyclops in the head with his left hand, bruising
the muscle!
The cyclops has been knocked unconscious!This was the most brutal punch we witnessed from our whole lives, and we've been fighting all our lives. The swords and bows arrived shortly after, but the monster was already on the ground. Therset, one of our swordknights, just sliced its throat open.
We tried to ask who did that feat, but without any success
(http://orig01.deviantart.net/8757/f/2017/192/b/b/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbfzfus.jpg)
Tho I managed to round up the kids present in the scene, and it's one of the following : Gosath, Ethro, Stalcon, Duslud, Komo, Tunul and Iwa. We'll probably never know... But all of them went against the monster, and all of them need to be praised for their heroic feat and grounded until their majority for their absolute insanity.
I...don't know what else to say
Post by: Glass on July 11, 2017, 08:47:02 pm
All hail One-Punch Kid!
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 11, 2017, 10:44:23 pm
I nominate that One Punch Kid be rewarded.
Post by: Haspen on July 11, 2017, 11:28:02 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 12, 2017, 03:52:13 pm
(http://orig10.deviantart.net/1f91/f/2017/178/3/d/the_magic_of_demographic_growth_by_number_seventeen-dbe7v9t.jpg)
Zothoabo rushed Hustra to an empty bed, first making sure it wasn’t covered with blood and vomit like some of the others. “Just breathe” he softly intoned, while massaging her swollen belly.
“I know what I’m doing” she huffed, swatting his hand away.
“Don’t worry, I’m a doctor. You’ll be find.”
“I don’t need a doctor, I need my husband. Call a midwife to do the dirty work, I need YOU right now.”
Zothoabo sighed briefly before kissing his wife on the head. “as you say dear.” He quickly left the room and returned moments later with a midwife.
The short, stocky midwife contrasted almost comically with Zothoabo’s thin frame. She immediately went to Hustra and began helping her through labor, while Zothoabo moved to the head of the bed, and began massaging his wife’s shoulders.
“If you’re not going to help me, distract her.” Blurted the midwife from the other side of the bed.
Hustra looked up at Zothoabo, and he blushed, glancing around for a subject with which he could distract his wife.
“I don’t think we came up with a name yet did we?” he asked
“Relax! Just breathe!” shouted the midwife, and popped up over the bed to glare at Zothoabo.
“Don’t worry, dear, I have the perfect name prepared, just follow the midwife’s instructions, you’re doing great.”
Hustra growled at her husband, “You’re really bad at this, you know.” She paused for a bit, smiling as he made a face of mock surprise. “I hope the goblins or elves don’t attack, and put any more pour souls under your ‘professional’ care.”
Zothoabo smiled down at his wife again, “You know I offer only the best professional care.”
She opened her mouth to respond, then let out a groan as another round of contractions came.
Zothoabo leaned over and whispered into her ear, “You know, if the pain’s too much I could break your finger to knock you unconscious.” He smirked at her look of horror, then continued, “Word is it doesn’t work as well as it used to.”
Hustre tried smiling through the contactions, but it didn’t last long.
‘How much longer?” he asked the midwife
“Almost, she just has to push now.”
After some more pain and uncomfortable jokes, the baby was born and Hustra was relaxing on the bed, trying not to encourage any more bad jokes out of her husband.
The nurse finished washing the baby, and handed the swaddled infant to hustra to watch over.
“So, what name did you pick out for this one?” she asked
“I was thinking Kiseabo.”
“I was thinking we would call this one Sor.”
“Sor meaning funeral?”
“Fine, your name’s better.”
Zothoabo bent down to kiss his wife, and then kissed his newborn baby on the head.
“I should punch you in the arm for those comments earlier.”
“You’d break my arm.”
“You need to keep up your military training. How are you supposed to protect a family of 6?” She began rocking the new baby back and forth and smiled up at Zothoabo, “You can’t go around breaking everyone’s fingers.”
“Hey! You can’t go around revealing my secret technique.” He jested, and began massaging her shoulders again. “The River Guard has come a long way since we first got here. Soon we’ll rival the capital city. I think this is the safest place we could be in all of Mong Kima. ”
Post by: mate888 on July 14, 2017, 09:08:38 pm
Also Cathar, is Mate sharing rooms with Uquur or is he still in the
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2017, 10:22:40 pm
Also Mate doesnt share room with a married woman :D But he has his own room in the same house. He's our best cook, and he deserves as much. If you want some female company Im sure I can make that happen tho
****
Winter 135, the goblin attacked again, and this time they came in full force. Their three first attacks combined could not compare to the sheer mass they threw at us this time. Words has been coming to us we're not the only target of their rage... Apparently they decided all of a sudden to launch sieges absolutely everywhere their can bring their slate faces to. Hairyoracle sustained attacks, as well as the nothern goblins, of which one dark pit was captured.
It looks like their demon king, Lomoth, is trying to unify the region under its rule. As if we hadn't enough problems already ! The elves, the dwarves, the goblins, every sentient being is planning our destruction one way or the other. Regardless, we'll endure. As long as Watershield stands, Lomoth and his sbires will go no further.
They came in the winter, during the very short here the trees lose their leaves and the burgeons hasn't grow back yet. At first, we thought it was only one of the small raids we were accustomed to. Imic stood inside the walls to protect the population, and my shieldbangers deployed to meet them.
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDdvcKqKqiU)
(http://i.imgur.com/Q64kJzX.png)
As we approached, it turned out their forces were more consequent than we thought. Wave after wave, they kept pouring from the sleeping woods. Regardless, we rushed and engaged them.
(http://i.imgur.com/lGJrhZo.png)
We started to carve a path of meat and broken copper through them, striking high and low, left and right. Limbs were flying several meters high, as we stroke their unarmored arms and legs. But they kept coming faster than we could kill them. One of my men, Saquar, was singled out, surrounded and struck down.
Xetan, who had joined my unit, had slain seventeen fiends at this point, but took a blow in the leg and fell to the ground. We moved to protect her but they kept coming by dozens...and trolls among them charged at us. Our own momentum had stopped, and now we were in a ginding match we wern't garanteed to win.
"You will know my ferocity"
That's what Imic shouted when the swordmen charged. In his case, ferocity was an understatement. The man just ran through them.
(http://orig13.deviantart.net/ad2b/f/2017/195/1/5/you_will_know_my_ferocity_by_number_seventeen-dbgcsqa.jpg)
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
(http://i.imgur.com/UNUlWfN.png)
Their reinforcement kept coming, but now the tide of battle had turned. Xetan managed to retreat, and the rest of us started to push forward and the slaugher resumed.
The battle continued deep into the night and it was around four in the morning when we killed the last of them. The brook was red, corpses were everywhere. One hundred twenty goblins and trolls had died. Fear only stroke us when adrenaline left our bodies.
It is hard to describe that feeling of shattering world that filled all of us, as we were standing on that mountain of dead bodies. When we came back, most of us had...changed.
Altho we just destroyed an army six to seven times bigger than us, we felt no pride. We knew that would happen when we embarked, five years ago, for the place that would be Watershield.
The determination of preventing the horrors of the woods from reaching our brothers and sisters of the kingdom, which was the reason we came here, is pretty much all that's left of us.
I'll reach for a bottle. Tomorrow morning, we'll resume the training and drill more recruits. We'll stand here, on this cursed brook, until the very end.
***
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 14, 2017, 10:25:57 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2017, 10:27:28 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 14, 2017, 10:29:00 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2017, 10:31:18 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 14, 2017, 10:33:27 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2017, 10:37:19 pm
Zefer is born in 121, and we're now in spring 136... so he's around 14-15.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 14, 2017, 10:40:01 pm
Post by: mate888 on July 14, 2017, 11:40:51 pm
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Also Mate doesnt share room with a married woman :D
Post by: Imic on July 15, 2017, 12:04:44 am
Post by: Cathar on July 17, 2017, 10:01:59 pm
So long story short, we have a handful of peaceful months in front of us, and I'd like to use them to go and draw and tell everydays stories. Bit like slice of life, as we hadn't much of them in this fort. So if you have any suggestion of a character we should focus on, stories you want to hear about and so on, by all means be my guest. I already have some ideas, but more ideas is always good o/
Post by: mate888 on July 17, 2017, 11:36:37 pm
OOC : Before I go further, I shall do a bit of absolutely necessary spoilers:shit is going to hit the fan very, very, very hard. But in a reasonably long yet undetermined time. In the meantime, construction will take place, people will make babies, harvest will be plentiful, etc., but not anything that is truely worth mentionning.Well it'd be interesting to see what do the doctors do in those rare times when nobody is dying horribly.
So long story short, we have a handful of peaceful months in front of us, and I'd like to use them to go and draw and tell everydays stories. Bit like slice of life, as we hadn't much of them in this fort. So if you have any suggestion of a character we should focus on, stories you want to hear about and so on, by all means be my guest. I already have some ideas, but more ideas is always good o/
Also maybe check how a certain not-so-talented cook stationed on a border fortress is doing,
Post by: Imic on July 18, 2017, 04:19:36 pm
Post by: Robot Parade Leader on July 18, 2017, 07:39:57 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 18, 2017, 09:57:54 pm
But alright, I'll have something for him, and for Imic too. One or two more ideas and I'm good to go!
Post by: Imic on July 19, 2017, 05:52:47 am
Post by: mate888 on July 19, 2017, 08:01:29 pm
Sweet.
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 19, 2017, 09:00:14 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 20, 2017, 09:40:01 am
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on July 21, 2017, 06:07:30 pm
Just to note, tho, Mate is not a run off the mill average cook at this point. He's a legendary cook, high master grower, adequate persuader and negociator, competent liar and judge of intent, also dabbling in music (secen drums to be precise). He is waaaaays above the average cook of the kingdom at this point.How come his soup still tastes like rotten mest and cat piss then?
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 21, 2017, 07:09:53 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 22, 2017, 10:29:20 am
An unprecedented period of calm came to Watershield. For week -months even- we hadn't to face giant monsters, invasions from goblins nor hostile wildlife. It was peaceful - and came on time.
Zothoabo had a lot of work to do. The last battle not only killed one of my men, it also severely injured Xetan who joined us recently. She took a blow in the leg... A spear or a bolt - I haven't really asked her. Apparently she'll now have to walk with a crutch, leaving us short another fighter.
(http://orig13.deviantart.net/8bba/f/2017/203/2/e/silver_lining_by_number_seventeen-dbh8w1l.jpg)
Some other minor wounds had to be tended to. That and our bookbinder, Nesik, who had been injured in our first battle, got a pretty bad infection in his lower body. I am not sure we can save him.
It becomes increasingly clear that we need to widen our military, but we're short of everything. Making Gugirrane armors take time, and we can't really open new regiments until our standing army is completely geared up. Not only that - we're also missing recruits. Watershield is small, and has to rely on its population to field its army. Maybe we should open up to mercenaries, but I feel pretty adverse to the idea.
(http://orig12.deviantart.net/612f/f/2017/201/3/f/striking_demonstration_by_number_seventeen-dbh3rg6.jpg)
Imic continued drilling his troops. His swordmen are probably the best of the whole kingdom at this point, but I have the suspiscion something is at work in the shadows with his group. Tho, I can't really investigate without creating a conflict between our corps, so I'll leave it as that for now.
(http://orig08.deviantart.net/04d0/f/2017/200/f/e/moment_of_peace_by_number_seventeen-dbgwp2n.jpg)
There is not a single passing day without people talking about Mate cooking masterpieces. I understand people are getting excited about having a legend as a cook, but could they please stop reporting every and each of his meals to me ? I have an army to drill and a defense to organize !
That said, I should keep an eye to him and Uquur. Maybe it was a mistake to make his room inside our axe teacher's house, but we were out of space when the decision was taken. I don't want our legendary carpenter murdering our legendary cook over a heart story. Alright. I'll find him a suitable wife and that will end the rumors.
(http://orig05.deviantart.net/4300/f/2017/199/8/f/friends__beer_and_capybaras_by_number_seventeen-dbgr3bh.jpg)
As for me, I enjoyed those days dearly. We don't know what the future reserve us, but long moments of peace like that are what I need to relax and keep going. We haven't received any terrible news from Hazelslide, and we hope things stay like that.
(http://i.imgur.com/It6mmLf.jpg)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on July 22, 2017, 11:42:15 am
Post by: mate888 on July 22, 2017, 09:20:50 pm
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Post by: Imic on July 23, 2017, 04:03:43 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 26, 2017, 02:37:11 pm
Second Goblin Attack
One Punch Child
Zotho's Newest Child
And there's some Mysterious Fortress Changing event coming....
I think I'll twist the second Major Goblin attack and One Punch Child into one story, and then make another story which addresses the new child and Zotho's current mood. (please post an updated mood sheet for Zotho if that's possible)
Post by: Cathar on July 26, 2017, 05:42:33 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 28, 2017, 01:25:23 pm
Duslud stood before the large wooden statue. “Prepare to die, Giant! Before you stands Duslud, Master Swordsman of the Riverguard. ENGUARDE!!!” The seven year old child Duslud attacked the wooden statue with his toy sword, spouting clangs crashes to accentuate the drama of his swordplay. After running around the statue for a few minutes Duslud saw his opening. “Time to finish this.” He said to the statue and began climbing up towards the head.
“DUSLUD!” Yelled his father Zothoabo from across the room, “What in the name of Ino are you doing? Get down from there.”
“But da, I’m going to be a hero.”
“You’re going to get yourself killed if you keep this up.”
“But we killed a cyclops.”
“You got lucky.”
“I’ve seen what happens to people who get attacked by monsters like that cyclops, it’s not pretty.” Zothoabo sighed, and walked over to his son, picking him up and putting him on his shoulders. “I’m happy to see you playing, but you aren’t immortal. We could be attacked by goblins, elves, or even dwarves at any time, and I don’t want you, your mother, or your sisters caught outside during the next attack. It may sound boring, but I lived through - ” His reminiscing was cut off by Duslud’s toy sword hitting his head.
“Faster dada, faster!” Zothoabo smiled and began jogging down the hallway with his son. At least he can still have fun, and smile he thought to himself. Is wanting to be a hero really that bad.
They rode around the fortress for a bit, and just as Duslud was getting bored, the alarm sounded. “Goblins at the Southern gate, citizens return to your burrows, militia, deploy to your assigned positions.”
Zothoabo quickly carried Duslud to his room, “stay here, I have to go outside for a bit. Make sure your mother, brother and sisters are safe.” Zothoabo hugged his son, picked up his bow, and quiver of arrows, and headed for the eagle’s nest.”
Duslud sat patiently for 15 seconds before deciding to watch the fight. After all, how was he going to be the best swordsman in the riverguard without leveling up his observer skill?
He heard his sisters returning to the family room, and decided to sneak out the main entrance of the hospital. After making his quick escape he checked his wooden toy sword to make sure it was combat ready…. Could use a good sharpening, but for now it will have to do.
He scurried past the other citizens of Mong Kima, using his small size to juke and dodge between legs till he was outside. The air smelled a bit different outside. It smelled, dirtier, almost like the dirt of a farm before harvest time, but different, somehow more primal than that.
He got to wall and hoisted himself up to look over the edge. He briefly glimpsed the battle outside before dropping back onto the ground. He knew what the smell was. Blood covered the ground as a few exhausted humans chased the last of the bloodied goblins from the fortress. There were bodies everywhere, blood soaked the ground, and he began to realize the sounds of battle in the air. The clanging of metal, the shouts of victory and defeat, and the moaning requests of dying soldiers.
Duslud covered his ears and ran back into the fortress. It took him a while to get back as he lost himself in the maze of hallways a couple times and had to double back on his route. When he reached the hospital he saw his father Zothoabo working on an injured soldier. Blood was trickling onto the floor and a bone in the soldier’s leg was exposed.
(http://orig13.deviantart.net/8bba/f/2017/203/2/e/silver_lining_by_number_seventeen-dbh8w1l.jpg)
Duslud quietly shuffled to his room, embarrassed by his own cowardice, but also his disregard for his father’s advice. When he got back to the bedroom, his mother, hustra greeted him with worry, “Duslud, where were you? Are you hurt?”
“No,” he mumbled, “I got lost.” He walked to his bed and lay down. As he rolled over, he was poked by his wooden toy sword which he had forgotten to stow in the family coffer. He took it off, and threw it across the room. Maybe he wasn’t cut out to be a hero after all.
Post by: Cathar on July 28, 2017, 06:16:07 pm
***
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MkftRe3lt-k)
It is now winter 136 and the townbell is ringing again. I remember last year, when I said that their forces were superior to all previous sieges combined. Maybe I jinxed it and should have held my tongue - because they are coming again, and this time again, they sent forces superior to all previous sieges combined.
Jamila has been scouting ahead - she reported almost three hundred souls. Almost three time the population of Watershield, including newborns. Half of them were beakdogs, swamp creatures that goblins use as warrides ; regiments of crossbowmen, and a big squad of troll infantry.
When she came back, we prepared as quickly as we could. We prayed for our souls at the temple, and we assembled in the checkpoint we built last year. This battle could very well be our last. Some of us proposed to seal off the fortress and to turtle in, but such idea was discarded quickly -if we failed to stop them, such an terrifying force would have a clear path to attack the capitale city of Hazelslide.
We put our armors on and sharpened our blades - should we perish or should we prevail, we would not take a single step back.
Quickly, the civilian population was sealed inside the keep, and as it pained me to do so, I had no choice but to take the archer squad with us. Outnumbered like this, this was our only option, and as much as it pains me to use lightly armored soldiers, we had no choice.
(http://orig03.deviantart.net/36f2/f/2017/209/6/c/a_matter_of_loyalty_by_number_seventeen-dbhzy6v.jpg)
Lord Ryukan invited Astesh, the dwarven scholar we hired as a teacher for our own researchers, to witness the conflict from the throne room. The reason is - someone he might have known is marching in front of the enemy army.
(http://orig00.deviantart.net/f485/f/2017/205/d/7/shock_troops_and_cavalry_by_number_seventeen-dbhhses.jpg)
Osnun Menacedinched, General of Osme Stosbûb, definitely look like a dwarf from Kod Såkzul. Kod Såkzul has been our de facto ally in the west, fighting a losing battle against the elves of Pinalene - seing one of them among our enemies was a very distasteful surprize.
Astesh told us about her. Apparently her parents had been abducted and used as slave laborers. Her father managed to escape, and later on joined a group of performers, coming back to civilization after a lifetime of enslavement... But her daughter was another story altogether. She grew up a slave, far from the mountainhome of her kind, becoming a loyal goon of this creature they call "master Lomoth".
According to Astesh, death only can save her. We are currently waiting for the sign to sally out. May Ino and Edri watch over us.
Post by: mate888 on July 29, 2017, 10:12:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 31, 2017, 07:23:06 pm
Post by: Asin on August 12, 2017, 10:41:20 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on September 18, 2017, 05:14:35 pm
Post by: Imic on September 18, 2017, 05:57:10 pm
Still, I hope this isn't dead.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on September 18, 2017, 07:11:45 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on September 18, 2017, 08:12:20 pm
Also, am I single? If this is a generational fort, I would like to have some children to establish a noble blood line thank you.
Also, your art is my favorite on the forums, its truly amazing
Post by: JCdestr0yer on September 19, 2017, 09:55:04 am
Post by: Giant on September 28, 2017, 06:59:42 am
Post by: Cathar on September 28, 2017, 02:14:47 pm
Also yes, Ryukan is wearing a monkey on his shirt. Don't ask... that's what our artisans decided to sew ! For the bloodline, I also wish to give him a legacy, and I tried to make him hangout with single ladies, but... He's not really flirtitious enough. I might need to help him a bit.
Post by: Imic on September 28, 2017, 03:11:19 pm
I'm terribly sorry for that cliffhanger, and for letting you guys down for a prolonged period of time. Work is eating my time, had some more projects to work on, and that battle is quite long to draw. But this is going to continue, like quite soon. I have already stuff to show, like 50% of the battle, and I'll be uploading everything this week end. Again, very sorry.It's okay, I know the feeling.
Also yes, Ryukan is wearing a monkey on his shirt. Don't ask... that's what our artisans decided to sew ! For the bloodline, I also wish to give him a legacy, and I tried to make him hangout with single ladies, but... He's not really flirtitious enough. I might need to help him a bit.
Post by: Cathar on September 30, 2017, 10:29:49 pm
***
It is hard for me to write this story. The siege that will later be known as the Dented Attack took the lives of many of those we loved and cared for. But as painful as it is to remember this night of november, I feel I need to do it to honor the heroes who made the ultimate sacrifice for the Nation of Pearls.
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Wg1MYjOguI)
When the army of Oslun came to Watershield, we had already began to improve our defense system. The brook was made deeper to serve as a poor man's moat, and a chokehold was built to control the enemy movement. The plan was to concentrate the fighting into the smallest area possible, so our fewer but superior fighters can negate the numerical advantage of the goblins of Dungeonpleat. The fight would have to take place on the bridge ; after an opening volley from the archers, my shieldbangers engage first. Wounded and tired soldiers would be evacuated and replaced by Imic's knights as the fight goes on.
This way, we could stand a modicum of chance, outnumbered ten on one.
But when I did the usual headcount before the fight, one of my soldiers was missing. It was Inspunz Elderpath. I assumed she fled and went into hiding with the civilians... I was soon to learn it was the exact opposite. She went to meet the enemy alone, engaging the three hundred soldiers of Oslun.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/b976/f/2017/215/2/f/one_against_hundreds_by_number_seventeen-dbippzb.jpg)
She killed their general with a single strike, and went on unleashing primal fury on every troll and goblin her axe could find.
Inspunz was already known for her bravery the day she went on fighting and slaying that weretortoise alone. Surrounded from all sides and walking on a sea of corpses, she finally died, not without having delayed and disorganized the invaders.
(https://i.imgur.com/5iU5sCD.jpg)
Without clear leadership, the goblins fell into chaos, and broke down in roughly three groups. While the main army proceeded to attack on the bridge, two groups of cavalry tried to walk around to find ways of surrounding us. We decided to keep on with the plan ; the main battle had to be fought on the bridge.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/842d/f/2017/226/2/c/early_trading_by_number_seventeen-dbjzwkf.jpg)
One volley of arrows was enough to avenge the death of Inspunz. My shieldbangers moved on the bridge and the fight started.
Osti, first son of Haspen, and Lum, only daughter of Uquur, gave their lives on the bridge but the enemy casualties kept piling on. Morale was still high and we were fighting with desperate energy.
Hours of fighting to keep the enemy bogged down and the first group of goblin flanking cavalry arrived from the rear and rushed to the archers.
Iguk and Domi, children of Mim Eshahiner, broke ranks and engaged them. Their father wasn't far and moved to assist them.
He however was too late.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a7d8/f/2017/269/5/e/flanking_tactics_by_number_seventeen-dboo25r.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/2d09/f/2017/273/b/6/breaking_momentum_by_number_seventeen-dbp32xw.jpg)
A handful of soldiers came to his help, and they made short work of the flanking cavalry. We already had a lot of losses, and the main enemy force was still in fighting condition, but slowly, the battle started to turn in our favor.
Post by: Imic on October 01, 2017, 03:45:38 am
Post by: Cathar on October 01, 2017, 05:01:56 pm
Ill do two more pages on this battle before we finally move on. Sorry for draggin this, this is quite the event in our fort. Hope it won't be a turning point.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 01, 2017, 06:24:00 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on October 01, 2017, 09:28:39 pm
(I'm used to the losses in battle being those few buffoons who ran out ahead. And, sometimes, I'm grateful for the deaths, because otherwise my fortresses seem invincible sometimes . . .)
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 02, 2017, 11:24:56 am
Keep up the good work. I can't wait for the next Mong Kima update.
Post by: mate888 on October 04, 2017, 06:08:50 pm
I'm a bit glad that Mate isn't a soldier, seeing how the possibility of getting horribly murdered following that career choice just increased a lot.
Post by: Cathar on October 04, 2017, 06:27:04 pm
We lost a lot of people, I'll have a list soon. The good new is, none of the dorfings died...The bad new is with our death and perma-injured toll, the future is looking very bleak. We'll have to reform our military big time and work on our defenses, and I'm pretty green in this kind of stuff.
Next (and last, for this battle) update is coming tomorrow I hope, alongside battle honors and casualty list. But while I'm here, I kinda want to prepare weddings for the people, and myplan to hook some characters with one another doesn't seem to work very well (especially for Ryukan, who I actively tried to get married, unsuccessfully). This is the kind of thing I don't mind DFhacking tho, so since I'm there, if anyone wants their bachelor character to get married, maybe it'll be time after the battle,so be sure to let me know
Post by: mate888 on October 04, 2017, 09:11:57 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 04, 2017, 09:26:22 pm
As for my marital status, please hook me up and make me procreate. I need children whether I want it or not.
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As the battle raged below, Ryukan could not help but feel a sickening dread of what the future might bring. With so many casualties, the number of able bodied men was plummeting. He had always lived alone, the thought of marrying never even once crossed his mind. But with the death toll and the need for more bodies, he might just have to get hitched. He shudders at this thought.
If he lived in one of the more heathen societies on this planet, he could just go down to the local bar and have an illegitimate child with a working woman, but sadly such a thing was frowned upon, especially from the nobility which he now found himself. He would need a wife. On the plus side, that meant that his Noble title would remain secure in his name even after death.
He turned his head away from the battle and his eyes caught a beautiful maiden.
"Let's give this courting thing a shot."
Post by: mate888 on October 05, 2017, 12:37:58 pm
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Mate's cooking has evolved from slime of unknown and questionable origins to the Ambrosia of the Gods
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 05, 2017, 12:51:19 pm
QuoteMate's cooking has evolved from slime of unknown and questionable origins to the Ambrosia of the GodsIt's still mostly made out of stuff of questionable origins but don't tell the customers.
Your secret is safe with me
Post by: Cathar on October 05, 2017, 02:19:10 pm
However, the second flanking cavalry group,who has gone around the fort by the north was still intact and had strong morale. Their plan was probably to attack the bridge from behind, effectively taking us in a pincer movement.
As soon as they came close, the hunter squad started shooting at them, maiming and outright killing the first wave of riders.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/dcf5/f/2017/277/b/e/desperate_move_by_number_seventeen-dbphijt.jpg)
However their mounts survived the volleys and proceeded to attack the archers. Jamila, the captain, was personally charged by one of them. The archers had to engage the beasts in melee, without real armor nor proper weapons.
Zefer, theyounger of the bunch, managed to free Jamila by striking her attacker on the head with tremendous force. Jamila was critically wounded and we lost a part of our archer squad during the charge, but in the end it was eventually driven back.
After that ultimate failure, the main force broke and turned heels. We pursued them, slaying as much as we could. Dawn was rising and the Dented Attack finally ended. We had fought all night.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ef55/f/2017/278/e/1/the_end_of_the_nightmare_by_number_seventeen-dbplar6.jpg)
We took a brief nap, and before noon, my debriefing was ready.
We had slaughtered around two hundred besiegers.
The first honors of the battle comes to Inspunz Elderpath, who wasgiven -he heroic name of Gebbiswurtawki, "Rise-to-the-Occasion". During her life, she has slain two generals - Unbeh Mouthmirrors the goblin, and Osnun Menacedinches, the dwarf. She's also the killer of the weretortoise Lipi Footbridle and 41 other enemies.
She'll be honored and revered for her bravery by the future generations, and is an exemple to us all.
Now for our casualties :
Inspunz "Rise-to-the-Occasion" Elderpath, slain by a goblin maceman.
Osti, son of Haspen. Slain by a beakdog.
Iguk, son of Mim. Gave his life against a rear attack.
Domi, daughter of Mim. Died alongside her brother.
Lum, daughter of Uquur. Slain by a goblin hammerer.
Keth Toldvirtue, archer, parentage unknown, slain by a goblin maceman.
Therset, knight and Jamila, hunter captain, sustained heavy wounds and were released from service.
Until further notice, Imic now has the responsability of drilling new soldiers to cover our losses. The archer squad is to be disbanded and replaced by a heavy infantry unit - gear is already underway.
After that storm, we expect the calm to come back to Watershield. We do not forget the fate of the kingdom rests on our shoulders.
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Prince Ryukan has been socializing a bit, and the hired matchmaker thinks Cemir Pestratus would make a fine Princess. She's a milker by profession, parentage unknown, around Ryukan's age and quite pretty with nice copper hair.
Alternatively, Xetan is also interested. She's a childhood friend and has experience in ruling Watershield. But...well. It's Xetan, and she's twice his size and looks like an ogre.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 05, 2017, 02:36:56 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 05, 2017, 02:41:47 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 05, 2017, 02:45:31 pm
Not yet, as she was sort of unimportant up to this point, but she goes along Ryukan very well. Along Xetan, she's his only unmarried female friend
Hmm... Ima roll a dice for this one, I'm at a loss.
Damn, ok, looks like I'm stuck with Cemir.
Post by: Cathar on October 05, 2017, 02:48:08 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 05, 2017, 02:48:56 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 05, 2017, 03:16:51 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 05, 2017, 03:21:12 pm
Ruled by the benevolent.....*looks to see what his surname was*
By the Benevolent Heartduty Family!
Post by: Imic on October 05, 2017, 03:29:54 pm
Post by: mate888 on October 05, 2017, 04:57:54 pm
The Principality of Watershield.
Ruled by the benevolent.....*looks to see what his surname was*
By the Benevolent Heartduty Family!
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 05, 2017, 05:13:57 pm
The Principality of Watershield.
Ruled by the benevolent.....*looks to see what his surname was*
By the Benevolent Heartduty Family!yeaSpoiler (click to show/hide)
I approve
Post by: Cathar on October 06, 2017, 10:02:08 am
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Now that's just adorable. Wedding and next update tomorrow !
Edit : On and yeah for the food
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I think it's best to keep it a secret
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 06, 2017, 10:32:52 am
This is an exceptional rope reed shirt. It is made from exceptional rope reed cloth.
***
On the item is a masterfully designed image of `Ryukan' Heartduty the human and humans in rope reed by Casot Uteshlemhuh. `Ryukan' Heartduty is surrounded by the humans. The artwork relates to the selection of the human `Ryukan' Heartduty to the position of lord of Riverguard in the early summer of 133. It is made from exceptional rope reed cloth.
***
I approve yet again
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 06, 2017, 10:46:32 am
And then I come down from my tower and spend time with her. She's probably looking like this
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 06, 2017, 11:43:27 am
Post by: Cathar on October 06, 2017, 06:59:16 pm
Post by: mate888 on October 06, 2017, 08:51:59 pm
How old is he, btw?
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 06, 2017, 08:59:40 pm
I assume Mate was just cowering in the fort with the rest of the civilians.
How old is he, btw?
You weren't cowering, you were..... struck with inspiration while making dinner, just don't ask why the water is yellow
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 07, 2017, 07:26:07 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 07, 2017, 07:45:08 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/vTLFcUX.jpg)
We had a lot of construction and repairs to perform. First of all,we had to replace our losses and upgrade our equipment. With the mountain of copper and silver we can plunder from our deadfoes, alongside the iron and tin we manage to bargain every summer, we are slowly but surely replacing our obsolete armors by harder, sturdier ones. Some of Imic swordsmen were still equiped with old light Ombathalo armors, they are now equipped with modern Gugirrane. Weaponry is being replaced with bronze and iron. All of that will give us the edge we desperately need for upcoming battles.
We lost one worker on a stupid accident in making this bridge, but such things cannot be avoided. herset also died from her wounds... She dropped dead in the keep in summer 137. Rest in peace.
We also are working on the bridge, as it will allow us to modify the flow of battle and to control enemy movement. We also are plating the barracks with billon, we make by melting goblins arms and armors. Once those barracks are completely made into inpenetrable bunkers, we will work on the city walls and on the keep.
Commerce has been fruitful aswell. Apparently our clothcrafts are in high demand in Hazelslide, and merchants would trade bars after bars of metal to acquire them. We might have found a way to become rich without having to break our backs afterall.
And last but not least, Prince Ryukan Heartduty finally married.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/16f6/f/2017/280/5/0/he_who_rules_by_number_seventeen-dbpulys.jpg)
The new Princess is called Cemir, and was a girl from the city. They seem to go along very well. As a wedding gift, the people of Watershield gave the ruling couple a trained dog, so their safety is even more insured. Long live the Heartduty family !
As for news outside Watershield, the war goes on. The more things change, the more they remain the same it seems. Brokenbronze stopped yet another attack from the western elves, and the dwarves still resist our attacks in the central mountains. Looks like we'd have to stay on guard for a bit longer : the end of the war is still not in sight
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About Mate, he's 34 as we speak. Also I wouldnt call it "cowering". Really we don't want civilians outside during a siege, as they would not only get killed, but also endanger the lives of our military personnel. Ain't no shame in not doing the job of someone else !
Post by: mate888 on October 08, 2017, 05:47:47 pm
wew, he's alredy a wizard
You know what, get him married. It'd be a shame if the fort's resident
Post by: Cathar on October 08, 2017, 07:16:39 pm
I hate myself for this joke please don't ban me
He'll be married after next update... Tho his only unmarried woman friend is Jamila, and she's asexual. Tho I can hack that no problem, I have to ask the owner of the dorf for that as curtesy rule. Or doyou have someone else in mind?
Also, writing the next update. I'll do that before I go to bed
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 08, 2017, 10:00:59 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 09, 2017, 10:10:56 am
The world of Minbazkar is home to a number of factions, kingdoms big or small, all aiming to increase their regional power in a state of constant warfare. Tho alliances surely exist, not a single race under the sky can claim to walk under the same banner. This is especially true in the region we founded Watershield.
When we first arrived seven years ago, we came to fight elves. We had no idea the big regional powers were not only goblins, but two kingdoms of them. The kingdom of Osme Stobûb, ruled by Lomoth Ghostdust from Dungeonpleat, and the kingdom of Asngek Stozu, ruled by Tarem Phantomdeath from Charmlies.
Their followers can roughly be recognized by their skin colors. Goblins from Osme Stobûm (those who we're currently at war with) have a blue-ish skintone, where goblins from Asngek Stozu have a bright green skin.
(https://i.imgur.com/89Xwran.jpg)
Their feud started in 129, one year before our first arrival, Lomoth and his goblins trying to expend their power to the north.
Until 135, they concentrated their attacks on the capitale city of Charmlies and were violently repelled for five years. But in 135, two years ago, Lomoth changed its strategy.
Attacks on Charmlie stopped, and were redirected to a serie of connected Dark Pits far to the north, forming a sort of interconected bastion comprised of three strongholds, they call "Stupidhorrors", "Workerscourge" and "Malignedjudge".
In 135, Workerscourge fell, allowing the goblins of Osme Stobûm to set a foot deep in the north, and start a close encirclement of Charmlies. It was followed by a vicious dogfight between the garissonned soldiers settled in Workerscourge and Charmlie. In 136, Malignedjudge also fell under the control of Lomoth, allowing him the upper hand in the north.
The situation of the goblins of Azngek Stozu seem pretty desperate. Their empire which once had supremacy over the north now is reduced to eight strongholds who are apparently falling fast. If the goblins manage to complete this unification process, we'll be in much deeper troubles than we are even now...
Fast forward to the current day. We are being deployed once again to stop an incursion of goblins in our territory. Our defenses are not completed yet, so we decided to wait for them in the barracks and fight them at the very gates of the city, where we could perform an encirclement easily.
However there was something we forgot.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9d44/f/2017/281/a/b/old_habits_by_number_seventeen-dbpz156.jpg)
Zothoabo's first boy. Ari Taskmo, the glass smith, went ahead to pick him up and started running toward the bridge, with the invasion force on their heels...
(https://i.imgur.com/IlEFbNJ.png)
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Jamila's owner is okay for the marriage, Mate, so this we can do after that event ! We need more flesh for the war economy !
Also...royal...palace? But...We're not even a capital city, Hazelslide is a bit to the west
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 09, 2017, 10:41:10 am
Post by: Cathar on October 09, 2017, 12:31:24 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 09, 2017, 01:19:26 pm
Spoiler: You Asked (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on October 09, 2017, 01:24:32 pm
...This should take approximatively 1050 glass blocks. We're in for a long long ride
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 09, 2017, 01:39:00 pm
Post by: Glass on October 09, 2017, 01:59:32 pm
Just remember: throw no stones.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 09, 2017, 02:31:58 pm
...a castle of glass? Sure, why not.
Just remember: throw no stones.
Meh, It's not the safest, but a 6 feet thick wall of glass would stop a few things. and if it was sufficiently smooth, nothing would be able to penetrate it with out alot of effort
Post by: Cathar on October 09, 2017, 03:03:57 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 09, 2017, 03:26:10 pm
Alternatively, we can go for a glass interior and copper walls. Walls are not that expensive in terms of materials. We'll find a way for sure.I like the glass Idea. unless you want the copper walls.
Just figured the castle would be cool to draw.
Post by: Cathar on October 10, 2017, 05:06:19 pm
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/d32d/f/2017/283/c/c/crossing_the_bridge_by_number_seventeen-dbq68db.jpg)
A green skinned goblin is apparently the fastest of the bunch. He catches up to them and delivers a crippling blow to Duslud who falls on the ground.
Post by: Sir Knight on October 10, 2017, 05:09:25 pm
A green skinned goblin
Given your previous update's explanation of goblin nations, I sense a certain drama!
Post by: Cathar on October 10, 2017, 05:12:10 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 10, 2017, 07:20:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 10, 2017, 07:30:08 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/56ZFO3t.png)
Spoiler: Also his state of mind (click to show/hide)
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 10, 2017, 08:24:10 pm
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As construction on my new Castle commences, I have found that the married life is quite... fun, shall I put it. My dear Cemir has proven quite the good bedmate. I can say that we are happy, and I do expect a strong healthy Boy to come soon.
Now it's dinner time and Cemir is making that Gods amazing Salad she makes for me and I just love it, and when coupled with Prickle Berry Wine, just heavenly
Post by: mate888 on October 10, 2017, 08:40:50 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 10, 2017, 08:53:51 pm
Ah, child murder. We never lack that over here at Watershield.Some of my friends who are following my work outside this forum are starting to ask me questions.
"So.. You like drawing children getting maimed?
-N-no it's - it's the game"
Also, let's first deal with the invasion before we discuss castle :D Whatever plan we choose, this will take an aweful lot of time. 150 something blocks per level just for the wall, plus 500 something blocks for the floors per level...It will take years to gather the materials
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 10, 2017, 09:01:04 pm
Ah, child murder. We never lack that over here at Watershield.Some of my friends who are following my work outside this forum are starting to ask me questions.
"So.. You like drawing children getting maimed?
-N-no it's - it's the game"
HA, now that's funny. In seriousness, good job on willing to draw acts of child murder... not that it is a praiseworthy act, but still
Post by: Dwarfu on October 10, 2017, 09:08:18 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 11, 2017, 12:51:49 am
Something suitably violent for someone named Ases. The name literally means danger in the human language.
I know, I named my latest adventurer Ases Clawpelt because he's a Jaguar Man, and a hunter in the Accidental Jungle. He killed a six-wolf pack earlier tonight. I think Ases is my go-to adventurer name now.
ETA: I'd prefer a female soldier if one's available. I have Daz studio but I've got way more options for female characters on there than male ones.
Post by: Imic on October 11, 2017, 05:28:31 am
Whenever I look at this, I always think of this music:
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on October 11, 2017, 06:14:52 pm
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/eeb0/f/2017/284/5/f/counter_offensive_by_number_seventeen-dbq9xcx.jpg)
A heavily wounded Duslud was transported to the hospital in a hurry. We had to at least try and save him. In the meantime, the army moved and engaged the raiders on the bridge. Mostly slave troops...But very bad fighting conditions.
(https://i.imgur.com/t5Qzad7.png)
Nevertheless, the troops present on the bridge were reduced without casualties. More raiders were waiting on the other side ; my men engaged them at once.
(https://i.imgur.com/bjnhd1F.png)
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I have plenty of female soldiers to chose from, so be my guest ! I'll make a short list, have your pick and I'll give you the full details :
Shieldbangers :
• Idem Chewfirst - 14 years old, daughter of Asin, our bookkepper
• Amak Straycrowns - 32 years old, married to another soldier
Knights :
• Uknol Skindive - 14 years old, sister of the bowman Zefer
• Ghorax Splashedbreached - 14 years old, daughter of the manager Haspen
• Puja Speakercraft - 14 years old, daughter of another knight
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Spoiler: Bonus Luki for those who followed the prologue to this serie (click to show/hide)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 11, 2017, 08:38:54 pm
Let's go kill some goblins, brother.
Post by: Cathar on October 12, 2017, 06:05:19 am
• Apba, who is Asin's wife.
• Setoc, her second sister who moved in, in 130, with her husband in Castleflare, a dwarven hillocks.
• Inspunz, third sister who died in the battle of Brokenbronze, in 134.
• Zefer, older brother, currently in the hunter squad
• And younger siblings being still kids : Etus, Stalcon, Otir,Thabi, Tikbo
As for her personal story, she's born in 124 in Lengthcrushed , a hamlet on the seaside, to the west of the interior sea. When she was two, she moved with her family to Brokenbronze as her father was mendated to assist the constructions. After the completion of the project, she followed her father yet again to Watershield in 133.
Spoiler: And here's her current mood sheet (click to show/hide)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 12, 2017, 05:21:09 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 12, 2017, 05:52:23 pm
For instance, Pathril Omaaloc's heroic name "Anarsahthet Ucim" :
>Litterally : "The Ultimate Guise of Names"
>Interpretation : He who wears the names of the defuncts
>Liberal translation : "Carry-their-memories"
Once a dorfed character has an heroic name, you can choose how you want to retranslate and interpret it o/
Also, I'll have a sketch of your character coming tomorow, alongside the next update. If you need any reference for Daz, please feel free to ask !
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 13, 2017, 10:12:20 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 13, 2017, 03:09:40 pm
I'll have to throw a story together sometime next week about how Zothoabo was so busy with all the wounded he forgot to make sure all his children were safe, lolz.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 13, 2017, 03:11:39 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 14, 2017, 07:05:19 pm
As for Duslud...
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/7afe/f/2017/286/0/6/medieval_surgery_by_number_seventeen-dbqhlpz.jpg)
He had lost a lot of blood. When we put him in the operation table, he was almost white and his guts were completely open. One of his hands had been lopped off, and his legs are unusable. Luckily, Zothoabo is a very able medic and managed to save him. A few days after and he could leave the hospital.
I pondered for a while about what I could do with him... Definitely not a soldier, and craftmanship seems pretty off the table. I'll ask our scholars to take him as an apprentice. He's young, he can learn a lot, and someone has to write our story at some point.
In the future, we need to work on our next projects : finish the temple, finish the second barrack, fully reform our bow squad, while if possible upgrading our equipment for the Knights and the Shieldbangers, and working to plate the walls with metal.
(https://i.imgur.com/kCPfSPC.jpg)
All those works are currently underway.
We also captured...some four enemies if I recall. They are being held in a makeshift prison under the bridge. Maybe someone has an idea of what to do with them?
...this conclude my dairy for the year 137. We've been there for six years now, and we have made substantial progress.
Outside our walls, the war continues to rage on, but at least, at the very least, as long as we're here, the queen and the capitale city is safe.
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/f12a/f/2017/287/0/8/siblings_by_number_seventeen-dbqlaob.png)
Here's Zefer and his young sister Ases ! Wearing partial Gugirrane armors, helmets and shoulder pads not shown. Ases has been given one of our new iron swords, decorated with a cloud made of copper. When she's experienced enough, she'll probably go through the process of naming it
Also...a creche ? How would you go about making that? I'm interested but I dont really see how thats possible.
Edit : Oh and while I'm at it, I may have a little plan for the castle. You'd need to downgrade its size a bit (1K glass per Z level is way above our industrial capacity), so it's actually doable with our meagre means, and for realim we'll go with copper walls.
I'll improve upon the design a bit, and build the castle little by little, as it as to be functional as it's being built.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 15, 2017, 06:18:40 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 15, 2017, 06:28:40 pm
Well I guess I'll keep them inside the keep then. Maybe I can have a room with a stockpile of toys.
Seriously tho, if you're looking for displays of technical game skills there are a lot of far better players in this very forum. I don't have the skills and this is not my focus anyway
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 15, 2017, 06:46:05 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 15, 2017, 10:23:26 pm
Lol I'm far, far, far to be the best player around. I can't even pierce an aquifer. I'm just your run-off the mill starving artist with a liking for DF.
Well I guess I'll keep them inside the keep then. Maybe I can have a room with a stockpile of toys.
Seriously tho, if you're looking for displays of technical game skills there are a lot of far better players in this very forum. I don't have the skills and this is not my focus anyway
To be fair, that's not really a case of technical skill above your level. How do you get the civilians to come inside during a siege in the first place? I'm assuming you do.
The only difference here is that instead of tying the burrow to an alert, you assign the kids directly to it and they stay there until they grow up. That's the easy version of a creche. Just a room for them to eat, drink, play, and sleep in. Most people assign their entire internal fort as the burrow and be done with it, but if you want the kids to learn to be better soldiers in advance, you have to learn the systems the game uses, and build a specialized room that takes advantage of those. That's the design I shared with you. It puts them through swim training every time they want to satisfy any needs, and scares them until they're hardened to it. There's other stuff people have thrown in there over the years, but this stuff alone would help tremendously in the beginning.
Post by: Cathar on October 15, 2017, 11:00:27 pm
I...kind of don't want to put prisonners or water in it, mostly because of design - I want to continue playing, either as an adventurer or making more forts in the same world in the future, when this one is finished with, and I don't want to go through the difficult tasks of cleaning water when I'm done (that and the lack of available space).
But you're right, we can totally seal the kids inside that keep.
Also thanks a lot Ryukan ! I'll have a lot of news about your character next update. In the meantime, can you chose a soldier to carry our flag for next battle?
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 15, 2017, 11:30:02 pm
I don't mean to be rude or mean, this just sort of irked me because it's a really easy fix. Granted, it would have totally prevented that badass child from knocking out the giant, but that was one lucky break in an otherwise child-unfriendly environment.
Post by: Bearskie on October 15, 2017, 11:54:08 pm
I tend to reserve optimal play only for serious lose-the-fort situations. The story wouldn't be half as compelling if Cathar had turtled in and nobody died. I mean sure, don't kill off the whole fort, but a victory without loss is an empty win, and a few dead children is nobody's loss.
Post by: Cathar on October 16, 2017, 02:58:58 am
"Alright gentlemen. What about we tie our prisonners into the very heart of our village, so they can traumatise children we'd lock with them ?
-Excuse me what ?
-The only problem is how we can keep the place flooded
-The place...flooded
-Yes so we can force the kids to swim in stagnant water from three to twelve years old"
Alright, next update coming soon, maybe tonight o/
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 16, 2017, 05:37:06 am
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 16, 2017, 10:32:44 am
Besides I only can imagine the looks on the face of the town council if that idea was proposed.
"Alright gentlemen. What about we tie our prisonners into the very heart of our village, so they can traumatise children we'd lock with them ?
-Excuse me what ?
-The only problem is how we can keep the place flooded
-The place...flooded
-Yes so we can force the kids to swim in stagnant water from three to twelve years old"
Alright, next update coming soon, maybe tonight o/
That would be a serious case of "I think our leader is insane" mutiny. I simply thought that maybe, in a generational fort, you might want the children kept safe so the glorious nation of Mong Kima doesn't have yet another bloody leak to deal with. :P The full on creche is fun in a dwarven fort, but not needed here.
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 16, 2017, 11:24:08 am
Love seeing more Zotho art. I'm glad Duslud survived, and he will have a really interesting story if he grows up to become the crippled record keeper of the fort.
Can't wait to see what happens next year.
Post by: Cathar on October 16, 2017, 12:13:46 pm
The industry is now completely focused on two projects ; finishing the second barracks, which will free a building next to the keep, which we will in turn use to relocate our industry, and upgrading the outer wall.
I'd like to make it twice as tall, and completely plate it with copper. This is going to take some time, but will improve our defenses significantly.
We're also thinking about Prince Ryukan's project of making a proper castle. A possible idea is, in the mid-term, to upgrade our barracks as towers, and to use them to frame what would be a gigantic doorway in the shape of a metal bastion. The royal family would move there, and we'd also use the place as place to feed, train and shelter the new squads I very well intend to levy.
...Dire news however are coming from Hazelslide. Yet another attack was carried by the kingdom against the mountainhall of Trumpetknight. For now more than eight years, the kingdom spent prodigious amount of men and weaponry trying to take that place. The assault was ordered by Lady Dilol, Baroness of Hazelslide, and commended by her son, Osmah, who was slain in battle.
Osmah was the last son of Lady Dilol. Her only remaining child, a girl by the name of Isdi, had moved away from Hazelslide years ago to follow her husband - all of her siblings has been slain, one after another, trying to attack this mountain we have no use for.
We're waiting for Baroness Dilol and Queen Uzu's next move, but maybe the lack of suitable officers will mark the end of that idiotic war.
Brokenbronze was attacked again, but it's going strong aswell. Those small skirmish seem endless.
On the bright side of things, Jamila and Mate married ! It was a bit difficult to set-up, but really this is fantastic for everyone. Jamila was a bit depressed, since her wound ended her military career, and Mate was afraid never to get married... So we got them drunk and arranged their meetings. One stone, two birds.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/afdc/f/2017/289/e/2/the_wizard_of_watershield_by_number_seventeen-dbqrunw.jpg)
During the party, I noticed Haspen has taken some weight. Now he's not one of my men so I can't really force him to exercice...but I'll have a friendly word with him. We need to keep ourselves in peak condition.
By the end of spring, half of the south side of the outer wall is finished. Things are going slow, but we're making progress.
Spoiler: Bonus stupidity (click to show/hide)
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 16, 2017, 01:29:24 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 16, 2017, 01:45:03 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/TZbebb8.jpg)
Post by: Glass on October 16, 2017, 03:40:28 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/WoxuifR.jpg)...you cooked the cat you piece of shit.
(https://metrouk2.files.wordpress.com/2016/02/koyuki-the-cat-is-not-impressed-with-your-life-choices.jpg)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 16, 2017, 07:56:19 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 17, 2017, 04:33:05 am
Post by: Wolfhunter107 on October 17, 2017, 08:00:07 pm
Also, can I get humaned? I'd like a younger, unmarried soldier if possible.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 18, 2017, 04:15:46 am
Post by: Cathar on October 18, 2017, 07:15:53 am
For the dorfing, of course it's possible, especially since we have...a lot of young soldiers. Take your pick !
Also if you can provide a name, that would be perfect. Else I'll just translate Wolfhunter.
Knights :
• Birod, son of Uquur, 16 years old
• Pabat, son of Therset, a female knight who recently died of her wounds, 14 years old
• Puja, daughter of Bolli, knight still active, 14 years old
• Sas, her older brother, 16 years old
• Destis, son of Rethi-Eli, a farmer who died heroically some years ago. 14 years old.
• Slada, his older brother, 15 years old
• Gohrax, daughter of Haspen the manager, 14 years old
Shieldbangers :
• Enasm, son of Bolli (this family has a lot of young fighters in it), 15 years old
• Erod, son of Dotep, archer rather unremarkable, 15 years old
• Idem "Righteous Vandal", daughter of Asin, bookkeeper, 14 years old. She's also the one who recently saved Duslud
Post by: Wolfhunter107 on October 19, 2017, 09:51:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 20, 2017, 09:08:57 am
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 20, 2017, 02:09:38 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 20, 2017, 05:05:35 pm
Really, all of this is just for fun
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 20, 2017, 09:10:53 pm
Post by: mate888 on October 20, 2017, 10:06:10 pm
A decent trade imho
Post by: Haspen on October 21, 2017, 03:55:53 am
You're doing great job Mr.Nate, just remember to keep kids outta kitchen.
Post by: Cathar on October 21, 2017, 12:24:22 pm
A lot of things happened lately and I hadn't much time to settle down since then. But with things going that fast, it's very important for us not to rush, and to take some time to think to our next moves.
The month of May was as calm as it could be. We made progress on the second barrack near the entrance of the village. Soon our swordmen will have a real barrack and our response time will increase by significant factor. We also started to forge new gugirane armors sets to reform the archer squad. Thratnu, Uquur's husband, is already trained in martial arts and will take the command of this squad, at least temporarily. Two armors has been crafted so far ; one for him, one for Zefer. The rest of the group will carry bows and light Ombathalo armors until we can safely retire them - making our third squad a light skirmisher team with ranged and melee capacity.
Things got heated really fast in early June, when yet another army marched upon Watershield. Their first men crossed the bridge faster than we could react - our forces retreated into the old barracks as the civilians took shelter into the keep. The drawbridge was raised, cutting their vanguard from their rearguard. My men then sallied out and their first wave was eliminated quickly.
But now the problem of the bulk of their troops massing in the east side of the fort had to be dealt with. Our thirty men moved to the south, where we could flank them and take the initiative in the fight. Our plan was simple : charge, break their ranks, disperse and eliminate - using the quality of our troops to break them and send them reeling.
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upgy8QP6v1Q)
(https://i.imgur.com/eou5wQm.png)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a249/f/2017/291/9/1/swift_response_by_number_seventeen-dbqz1th.jpg)
Their leader, Ngom Seducedog, appears to be a litterate man
They reacted rather quickly for a disorganized mass and ran toward us. The clash was as brutal as it gets.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ac50/f/2017/294/3/d/straightforward_by_number_seventeen-dbr9r1v.jpg)
"Age Oled Ura Usmen, Ala Egu", Motto of the Riverguard
Luckily, our plan worked as intended. Our charge totally broke their ranks, sending them flying on one another. The battle had to be won quickly, as we could not sustain a fight this intense for very long, wearing heavy armors.
(https://i.imgur.com/F0LsG50.png)
Apparently, I forgot to desmiss the Prince Ryukan before the battle, so the man joined us. Altho not a soldier, he performed quite well, slaying two of the goblins.
The fight was as dirty as it can possibly be, and corpses started piling at our feet. Three of our men, Ryukan, Ostri and Sas were wounded during the fight, but nobody died outright.
A few hours of battle, and the east side of Watershield was littered with goblins bodies. A number of them were captured alive, some of them managed to flee ; but their main force was covered in their own guts below our ankles.
The victory was almost total. Ryukan was desmissed and send to rest with the other wounded. Thanks to our good doctor - who is becoming now very skilled - everyone managed to recover fully in a month.
A bit of time passed, before three good news reached us.
First of all, we finished the second barracks. Imic's swordsmen were moved there at once.
Second, as he was recovering, Ryukan learnt that he had become a father ! A little girl it is. (Ryukan if you want to name your first born be my guest)
And lastly, Zothoabo's daughter is now in age of working and needs to choose a career. While we always need more arms for the army, maybe our doctor has other plans for his elder daughter.
(https://i.imgur.com/m1lJ2uP.jpg)
Mid autumn 138... There's still a lot of work to do.
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 21, 2017, 03:25:16 pm
How about.... actually I'm clueless, just keep whatever name she was assigned by the RNG
Post by: Cathar on October 21, 2017, 04:42:22 pm
Princess Cemir suggest "Ini" for a name.
Spoiler: Ini (click to show/hide)
If you change your mind, let me know. Also additional drawings on the board. Posted early because I wanted to have something to show.
Post by: mate888 on October 22, 2017, 10:25:21 am
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hates those who wield power over others[...]finds the ideas of independence and freedom somewhat foolishWha?
Also, is it me or will the baby grow up to be a terrible person? The whole
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poor empathy, little patienceand
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She is made deeply uncomfortable by differences in culture or appearance.things don't paint the best picture of her imo
Post by: Cathar on October 22, 2017, 11:23:14 am
You can't deny she has the profile for the job !
Besides she's not totally evil. She has (will have?) a love-hate relation with power, have trouble understanding people, loves money and don't like outsiders that much. It doesnt speak very well of her but, she's not outright evil.
And even if she is, we have a council of noblemen in Watershield for important decisions. It's not like the Prince is all powerful. It's however true that she'll have to represent the people of the principalty to the other lords and to the queen.
Edit : Also how can anyone hate a baby? She's perfect I tell you
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/8d7c/f/2017/295/3/6/the_little_princess_of_watershield_by_number_seventeen-dbrf1r4.jpg)
Edit 2 :
Before we go into the autumn update, here is the table of deeds of last battle, as the enemy came with a number of officers.
Spoiler: Enemy officer defeated (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Enemy captured (click to show/hide)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 22, 2017, 05:50:34 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 22, 2017, 05:54:20 pm
Spoiler: Her total kill list so far (click to show/hide)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 22, 2017, 05:57:11 pm
I'll write and post something later on. Maybe not tonight, but soon.
Post by: Cathar on October 22, 2017, 05:59:13 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 22, 2017, 06:04:50 pm
Whatever I do won't be a journal entry. The quest for knowledge is pointless to her and I can't see any reason she'd keep a journal.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 22, 2017, 06:48:36 pm
Until I can figure out how to post the pics directly onto here, I'll link 'em to my Deviant Art page. I should anyway, my fans there will like to see what I'm up to.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c7f1/f/2017/295/3/8/ases_skindive_small_pic_by_journeyman89-dbrff7f.png)
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 22, 2017, 06:59:28 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 22, 2017, 07:02:54 pm
Ill try to follow Ases more carefully next battle !
To post an image, the best format is :
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[img width=200]url.png[/img]It's the one I use.Also of course she's adorable and our next princess ! Long live baby Ini o/
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 22, 2017, 07:04:40 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 22, 2017, 07:05:55 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 22, 2017, 07:09:55 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 23, 2017, 09:36:33 am
Also, some of the prisonners are willing to talk and I'd need someone to..ehm... perform an """interrogation""". If no one volonteers I'll ask Uquur, as she's the dedicated executionner. If someone volonteer, you have free range on the method used. We have everything needed to make them talk ! And we kinda need to know why we're fighting. And who we're fighting for that matter.
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 23, 2017, 11:06:01 am
Zothoabo wouldn't want her to endure the hardship he did as a child, so he would keep her out of the military, and probably out of the hospital too. Duslud should be growing up soon to be a sage, so if there is need for a brewer, backup cook, etc. Some kind of in-door job where she can work with people/make them happy.
but.... you're the overseer, and if you want to conscript her, I won't complain.
Post by: Haspen on October 23, 2017, 11:19:34 am
Some events happened in Autumn, and warrent a specific update which is underway o/ It'll be available during the week.
Also, some of the prisonners are willing to talk and I'd need someone to..ehm... perform an """interrogation""". If no one volonteers I'll ask Uquur, as she's the dedicated executionner. If someone volonteer, you have free range on the method used. We have everything needed to make them talk ! And we kinda need to know why we're fighting. And who we're fighting for that matter.
Haspen can talk. It's like trading negotiations, but with execution possibilities included :v
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 23, 2017, 01:18:50 pm
Some events happened in Autumn, and warrent a specific update which is underway o/ It'll be available during the week.
Also, some of the prisonners are willing to talk and I'd need someone to..ehm... perform an """interrogation""". If no one volonteers I'll ask Uquur, as she's the dedicated executionner. If someone volonteer, you have free range on the method used. We have everything needed to make them talk ! And we kinda need to know why we're fighting. And who we're fighting for that matter.
Speaking of, I feel like Zothoabo would make an eerily good torturer... what with his knowledge of biology, and the emotional damage he's suffered watching his family murdered as a child. And the fact that his first born son was just mutilated by goblins.
what's even worse is I feel like he doesn't work at the hospital because he wants to help the individuals, but because he wants to help his nation, so he probably wouldn't even refuse if he was asked to torture the goblin prisoners....
But it's probably best if we keep Zotho away from the dirty work, he's trying to be a good guy and take care of his family.
Post by: Cathar on October 23, 2017, 01:47:02 pm
As for Donu, don't worry, I may need soldiers, but it's not like I want to force conscript everyone. Actually I...may have a job for her. First I'll drill her into the reserve squad, because she's taken a bit of weight, and as soon as she's fit, she'll work at the temple. If that's okay?
Post by: Haspen on October 23, 2017, 02:11:31 pm
Haspen should do the sweet talk; someone else should wave a knife or do some grunting if the 'subject' of interrogation would be uncooperative.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 23, 2017, 08:54:26 pm
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on October 24, 2017, 04:24:22 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 24, 2017, 09:47:17 am
Alright, Haspen will take care of that then ! He hasn't received enough attention lately anyway. I'll need a bit of time to set up the interrogation, and we'll get to it !
As for Donu, don't worry, I may need soldiers, but it's not like I want to force conscript everyone. Actually I...may have a job for her. First I'll drill her into the reserve squad, because she's taken a bit of weight, and as soon as she's fit, she'll work at the temple. If that's okay?
Sounds good. I completely forgot we had a temple, but that'd be a perfect place for her. Can you get me updated moods for Zotho and Donu?
Post by: Cathar on October 24, 2017, 09:58:40 am
For Lemann, he has been mostly socializing and trading every summer. And he's becoming quite good at it actually. The man is Legendary appraiser for quite a time, and Adequate in all social skills, thanks to which he has made a lot of friends. Among which, notably : Cuthroz (Haspen's wife), Ryukan and his wife, all the sages of Watershield including Astesh, our dwarf eingeneer.
He has been mostly one of our workers in the shadows actually, but he's absolutely essencial to the fort and to the army especially, since trade is our only way to access weapon grade metal over copper. I have a small arc in mind with him, but if you want him to do anything specific, all suggestions are welcome o/
Also for Donu :
Of course we have a temple :D Actually, it's the same building the hospital is on. It's a huge (by our standards) complex comprised of the Temple, the House of Scribes and the Hospital. So the family will be kept somewhat together
(https://i.imgur.com/lzneyLu.jpg)
Here comes the moods :
Spoiler: Zothoabo (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Donu (click to show/hide)
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 24, 2017, 03:14:23 pm
Edit;
Just noticed her inclinations: "[she] deeply respects those that work hard at their labors, hates those who wield power over others, finds the following of tradition foolish and limiting, thinks the quest for knowledge is a delusional fantasy, greatly respects individuals that persevere through their trials and labors, doesn't respect a society that has settled into harmony without debate and strife, sees merrymaking as a waste, finds the ideas of independence and freedom somewhat foolish, values martial prowess, finds artwork boring, believes it is important to conceal emotions and refrain from complaining, values self-control, and finds nature somewhat disturbing."
Comrade Donu wants to seize the means of production, also "She personally does not care about family one way or the other."
Post by: Cathar on October 25, 2017, 06:27:25 am
Tho outliers definitely exist. I think Ser, one of the scholars with very prnounced anarchistic tendancies, is definitely one of them.
Autumn update tonight !
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on October 25, 2017, 09:22:55 am
I have a small arc in mind with him, but if you want him to do anything specific, all suggestions are welcome o/The only plans I have for Lemann is continuing the retelling of his own story through his nightmares, so feel free to include him in any arc you see fit.
Post by: Cathar on October 25, 2017, 02:27:04 pm
The constructions are going smooth. Our production of copper from the enemy equipment we scavenge is divided between the production of new Gugirane armors and the plating of our outer walls. As it stands, two sets of armors out of the ten needed are already produced, and the southern side of the wall is done at 75%.
In the meantime, we decided to resume the construction of the temple ; the glass industry is running day and night to produce what we need to honor the gods as they deserve.
Strategically speaking, our scouts report a large number of goblins massed in the region, to the north east. We don't know if they are here for us, but if they are, they can keep launching their attacks for a long, long period of time. Almost two thousands of them seem ready for battle, and that's not counting the minor dark pits sprayed over the south and the east. We're in for an attriction warfare, and must remain vigilant, as we're really outnumbered in the area. We estimate their numbers at over three thousands, and our fighting personnel is...thirty. Each of us would have to kill one hundred to achieve only stalemate.
Talking about goblins...
Snatcher ! Protect the child---
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5254/f/2017/296/b/3/litterally_did_nothing_wrong_by_number_seventeen-dbrk3sf.jpg)
Oh wait. We know this one. She came and went to Watershield twice already in order to study. I...guess we simply didn't paid attention. Her name was Onget Cattenatag, an actually quite old goblin. Unlike most of her kind, however, she didn't waste her gift of immortality in warfare, chosing instead to study medecine.
(https://i.imgur.com/5Ej7FPK.jpg)
Far, far up to the north, in a region called the "Joyous Blizzard" is a small but prosperous kingdom of Bomrek-Laltur. It is said that the very cold and inhospitable climate had created a breed of people that, unlike most of the other nations in Minbazkar, seek prosperity through cooperation instead of warfare, and instead of fighting the goblins that inhabit their surroundings, chose to integrate them into their society.
The kingdom of Bomrek-Laltur is quite unique in this reguard. Thirty percent of their population are goblins, some of them holding lands and nobility titles. That's where Onguet comes from, and this explains why speaks dwarven fluently enough to impress our dwarven scholar.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a82a/f/2017/298/4/d/she_s_actually_quite_old_by_number_seventeen-dbrp4ih.jpg)
Talking to her made us learn a lot of things. She's a quite good doctor, and she claims to have written the first theory of general prognosis - among various other manuals regarding medecine. Such artefacts are stored in the town in which she studied- Ironweather - which is now the home of a giant monstruosity.
"Cim Hatemanges", a towering quadruped made of filth, always surrounded by toxic gases as she described. A monster that makes dragons pale in comparison...but as those books are now priceless, I'm sure there are a number of death seekers ready to challenge it. Time will tell.
Honestly, I don't know what buggles my mind the most in this whole story.
(https://i.imgur.com/LxTS4Jt.png)
I'll talk to her later. Now, looks like she's praying to a dwarven god.
Spoiler: That said, I really think she's adorable (click to show/hide)
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 25, 2017, 03:41:42 pm
Donu’s Diary
5th Sandstone 138
Dear Diary,
Sorry it took so long for me to write. I just got so caught up in all the birthday festivities that I forgot to update you on what was happening. Guess that means today’s entry will be extra special. BIGGEST NEWS, I’M AN ADULT NOW!!!!!!!!! Happy 12th birthday ME!! <3
The Riverguard held a HUGE party in the tavern, and let me drink as much as I wanted. I felt pretty sick at the end of the night, but it was SOOOOO FUN!!! You should have seen it, there was dancing and singing. We had delicious food, and drinks, and I got to sit at the most wonderful dining table. Prince Ryukan even gave a toast just for MEEEEEE!!!!
As part of my adulthood ceremony, I got new clothes. They are really fancy compared to the children’s clothes I received from Cradled Band. It seems like everything we make here is really fancy. We have to trade for metal and stuff, but the woodcraft is all really well done, and it feels so much nicer than the stone tables in the old country.
The next day I got to train like a soldier. I don’t have to fight with the knights, but it is cool to learn new skills. I got to learn about dodging and wrestling. I hope I get to start sparring soon. I bet I could beat at least one of the other recruits. Maybe one day, I’ll get to kill some goblin scum. All the knights I’ve talked to say they are really weak.
The best part of being an adult is getting your own bed. I get to live in the temple now. It’s pretty close to my parents’ house, so I can still visit, but it doesn’t smell like blood or vomit, and I don’t have to listen to the screams after a big battle. They do pray a lot here…. It’s kind of annoying, but I’m sure I’ll get used to it. Dad’s pretty happy about it, he always made time to thank Ino, but it never seemed to do anything. At least he’s happy about it, sometimes he and mom seem kind of distant, like something bad is going to happen soon. Yeah right. It’s been seven years since we came here, and the worst thing to happen was Duslud’s injury. He didn’t even die or anything though, so I don’t know why they’re worried.
Duslud has been pretty quiet since his injury. He didn’t even show up to my party. I think he’s just jealous that I’m the oldest. He’s still a child, so he doesn’t understand how important birthdays are. Dad says to cut him some slack, but he was always an annoying little brother, so I’m not going to treat him any differently. Besides, he’s walking pretty well with his crutch, it’s not like he’s missing out on anything important.
Anyways, I have more training in the morning, so I’m going to go to bed. If you couldn’t tell already, I’m kind of a big deal here, and anyone who says otherwise is lame. I don’t even care what they think, this my time to shine, and I’m going to show them that I’m the best Priest/Wrestler/Riverguard EVER!!!!
Now that I live in the temple, I should be able to write more often, so expect lots of exciting updates in the life of the newest ADULT member of the Riverguard: DONU KINDLEDTRAMMEL!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3
Post by: Cathar on October 25, 2017, 05:27:53 pm
Donu sounds like a lovable arsehole and it made me smile. I'm totally drawing her, hold on
Post by: Aranador on October 25, 2017, 05:48:48 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 25, 2017, 06:35:35 pm
Just a doodle because next update will be heavy ^^'
Daaaw, Onget Cattenatag looks adorable. Y U so good drawing! I wish I had like 1/10th the artistic talent.
Oh thank you ! It's nothing unachievable tho !
Post by: PlumpHelmetMan on October 25, 2017, 07:31:36 pm
Love this whole project BTW. Makes me inspired to look for things in my own worlds to tell awesome stories about (though they probably wouldn't come with the webcomic-tier artwork).
Post by: Cathar on October 25, 2017, 07:43:35 pm
My skill level is seriously not unreachable, it's not false modesty. Just draw a lot and bam, you improve. Do that enough and you eventually gitgud
Else...Im sure you can find comic maker programs with premade models everywhere on the net. A good story and a good narative beat a good art level from my experience (and I'm not that good at chronicling at all).
Post by: Aranador on October 26, 2017, 03:12:10 am
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 26, 2017, 07:43:41 am
And a good goblin is best goblin. So tired of seeing the one-sided depictions all over the place.
Post by: Cathar on October 26, 2017, 10:01:54 am
Winter 139 update is underway. Basically two major events, including one involving Haspen and a rodent (yes).
Now I realize everything is a bit complex, so if you people want information/clarification about anything, I don't mind digging at all. Actually digging is almost 80% of my gametime
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 26, 2017, 12:17:27 pm
I'll use that picture in her next Diary update :P
Post by: Sir Knight on October 26, 2017, 06:55:27 pm
So I presume that you're checking with Legends information regularly as you go. I haven't done that since Dwarf Fortress got so many things going after worldgen, so I don't know how deep it is these days. Are there actual battles (as "real" as historical events usually are) happening against the distant forgotten beast while you're busy in Fort Mode?
And I'd enjoy being in this somewhere (I've got a collection of forum-game pictures of myself . . . ), but it's kinda intimidating. I don't want to just go "Poof! I'm in your game!" and then not have anything intelligent to contribute.
Post by: Cathar on October 26, 2017, 07:32:08 pm
The couple had their two children some time before they were eaten by Cim ; Onget left Ironweather after the incident. But the said children are still alive inside the ruins.
I assume Cim has been lurking inside the ruins for the bigger part of a century. I don't think he can safely be killed, but maybe there's ways to sneak past him and recover the artefacts. That's a quest I'm setting for myself in the indeterminate future : those books are the absolute first breakthrough in medecine of this world.
Also yes, I'm using Legend mode a LOT. This coupled with Legend Browser, which is far more convenient but doesn't tell the whole story unfortunately. Basically what I do is I start digging with Legend Browser, and if I feel I'm missing pieces, I complete them by having a look at the legends themselves. Takes a bit of time but that's what I like to do. The world just make sense the more I dig, and every bit of oddity I can find have an explanation burried more or less deep, and I just love the idea :D
As for participation, really dorfing doesn't require any intelligent participation...nor any participation actually. It just helps me to focus on characters better and giving them some "soul" ; it's also a way for me to draw stupid jokes and to feel more involved in their daily life. It's also a way to directly influence the world by making the sort of decisions your character would make ; joining/leaving the army, requesting supplies or housing, getting married, this kind of things.
If it's fun for you, then it's all good for me o/
Without Megaman, Zothoabo would probably just be "Cikul", forgettable random woodworker...But now I do really care about him and his family and it gives me a lot of inspiration to draw
If you don't want just to go poof, I can just very well give you a child between 9 and 11, and you'd enter the world when they reach adulthood?
Edit : Now, I've been playing with extracted maps a bit. It's not finished at all, but now we have a slithly better world map :
(https://img00.deviantart.net/3ffb/i/2017/299/f/e/minbazkar_geographical_map_by_number_seventeen-dbrtjz3.png)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 26, 2017, 09:07:40 pm
I'd have a lot to say about asking for free art...but let's keep to the story shall we? :D
Winter 139 update is underway. Basically two major events, including one involving Haspen and a rodent (yes).
Now I realize everything is a bit complex, so if you people want information/clarification about anything, I don't mind digging at all. Actually digging is almost 80% of my gametime
Oh, I didn't say it had to be asking for free art. In my case it was a free story for an artist who wanted it, and I was getting exposure on his site.
But back to the story . . . I'm inspired to load up my own Hacked copy of the game and browse a world, with maps loaded up. Not tonight, I think. I feel other games coming on tonight.
Post by: Cathar on October 27, 2017, 12:41:38 am
Post by: Sir Knight on October 27, 2017, 11:17:50 am
As for participation, really dorfing doesn't require any intelligent participation...nor any participation actually. It just helps me to focus on characters better and giving them some "soul" ; it's also a way for me to draw stupid jokes and to feel more involved in their daily life. It's also a way to directly influence the world by making the sort of decisions your character would make ; joining/leaving the army, requesting supplies or housing, getting married, this kind of things.
Well, do you have anybody doing stuff in the fort who'd add a new dimension to your narrative (one that you'd want to write)? You know, like a cheesemaker, potter, bone carver, or something. Or perhaps a glassmaker? Since that would give a face to that part of the existing narrative.
Post by: Cathar on October 27, 2017, 11:34:02 am
• Zothoabo, chief doctor
• Ryukan, Prince
• Ari-Taskmo, Glass-maker and occasional weaponsmith
• Mate, Chef
• Asin, Bookkeeper
• Haspen, Manager
• Jamila, Hunter (off forum)
• Lemann, official trader
• Saren and Ser, scholars
• Zefer and Ases, knights
• Imic, Knight captain
• Valken, werebeast and eternal prisonner, off forum. He's still in that locked building
To which you could add Pathril, commander, who I ...sort of focus on.
But really, I like to follow the flow of events, mostly. There's maybe some to do with the farming personnel, mostly working with rope reed which is our primary source of income, or with metallurgists. I could totally work with a new apprentice of those fields, but those are just suggestions really, the goal is to be fun for you too
Edit : Or yes, glassmaker, if you don't mind working with Ari-Taskmo - the old dude who rescued Duslud last year. The poor man is pretty much alone doing his job, and also has to spend half his working days scavenging the battlefield to find workable goblinite
Post by: Sir Knight on October 27, 2017, 06:47:25 pm
Edit : Or yes, glassmaker, if you don't mind working with Ari-Taskmo - the old dude who rescued Duslud last year. The poor man is pretty much alone doing his job, and also has to spend half his working days scavenging the battlefield to find workable goblinite
. . . Dude. Overeager hauler, taking over the suicidal goblinite scavenging duties. It's super-helpful to the fort! Very important! Ari-Taskmo was very nice to let me (the character) do this job for him!
And this will probably end my career very, very quickly, but at least will alert you to the next raiding party.
Post by: Cathar on October 27, 2017, 07:22:17 pm
Also, half of the winter update is coming this week end, sorry it's taking so long
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 27, 2017, 08:18:23 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 27, 2017, 08:38:00 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 27, 2017, 08:39:36 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on October 27, 2017, 10:33:40 pm
Perfect, just give me a name, and you're in as soon as the next boy reaches adulthood (it should be very soon, in the year 139) ! Ari-Taskmo will definitely teach the young boy or girl if you so chose) the ins and outs of the smelter-scavenger trade.
Huh, according to the dictionary, it should be either "Dengusa" or "Sacathusa." I'm not sure which one would be better.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 27, 2017, 11:29:54 pm
Post by: Glass on October 28, 2017, 07:49:17 am
Kingcat or Leadercat?I will be sorely disappointed if this doesn't involve Starclan.
Post by: Sir Knight on October 28, 2017, 09:06:32 am
Ketasralin
Gugirralin
Vitralin
Vitgistri
Asesgistri
Or if you really want to be boring:
Gugirzoku
Post by: JCdestr0yer on October 28, 2017, 12:37:20 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 28, 2017, 12:46:53 pm
Welcome in !
Spoiler: Dengusa (click to show/hide)
As for your personnal story :
• You are born in 127, in the fortress of Brokenbronze, a wooden fort built in 125 to control the western side of the kingdom, pretty much like Watershield is made to defend the east.
• In 128, Todka, one of your elder sister was killed by Stran, an age old vampire (today in our custody)
• In 132, your father, Asin, received a career opportunity in Watershield, and you moved there with your family : your mother Apba, and your siblings Idem, Upnal and Uzu. He was immediately promoted to record keeper.
• In 134, Upnal was killed by roaming capybaras.
• In 134, you gained a new little brother, Enthep.
• In 137, You gained a new little sister, Uzu.
As a side note, your sister Idem "Righteous Vandal" is considered a young hero since last year, as she saved Duslud on the bridge
***
As for Ser, he is still studying with Saren, our dwarf guest Astesh and our goblin guest Onget. He authored a number of books :
• Mistery of Proof
• At One with the Food Chain
• Government : a Quandrary
• Record of the Food Chain
• The World of Evaporation
His work mostly deals with the natural world, but he also has an interest in politics and general philosophy.
Post by: Sir Knight on October 28, 2017, 01:45:28 pm
I like Dengusa a lot :D Also yes, that may look like a second name
Well, if the way first/second names work is that one is a single word and the other is two words combined . . . and I've now realized "Ralin" sounds good for this sort of character, meaning "lucky" . . . then you could use "Ralin" as a first name and use "Dengusa" as a second name. Then you'd have a lucky cat . . .
But if this person's real in-world second name is "Accokipom," then that's okay. Whatever works with your setup.
("Flamehoist. It won't turn out well." Now that's a slogan. And do goblins ever bring in silver weapons? That'll make him happy.)
Post by: Cathar on October 28, 2017, 01:52:20 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 28, 2017, 08:24:30 pm
Post by: JCdestr0yer on October 29, 2017, 07:14:29 am
Post by: Cathar on October 29, 2017, 08:04:45 pm
It can't be helped I guess. All things considered, even tho started out thinking this fort would be short lived, we eventually made it into a functionning society. We created a military institution without equal in the known world. So, in the end, living in this swamp is not that doom and gloom.
Winter is my favourite part of the year... mostly because the heat becomes bearable...altho it is usually around this time the goblin of Osme Stobûb launch their expeditions. A lot of things happened this winter, so I'll have to write it in parts.
First of all, great news ; Duslud, Zothoabo's elder daughter, has now reached adulthood. Like every children from now on, she will receive extensive training into our repurposed bow squad, which is now essencially a boot camp for non-fighting personel. Until further notice, Uquur's husband, Trathnu, will be commanding this squad.
To what we experienced so far, people with even a modicum of drilling have a much better survival rate while running to safety, or even fending off wildlife for the time the army deploys.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e0ff/f/2017/300/8/d/it_doesn_t_fit_my_bodytype_by_number_seventeen-dbrvg3q.jpg)
Duslud have been giving Thratnu some hard time tho. She's learning very slowly, and don't show a lot of interest into the bootcamp. And, most of all, she has been taking an unhealthy amount of weight. For her own good, I asked Thratnu to double down on her training - if we allow ourselves to be lenient in this current context, we'll won't survive very long.
Talking about surviving...there's a lot to be done in that area. Osme Stobûb attacked yet again.
Music! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIAhje43Sak)
(https://i.imgur.com/AOzSpf9.png)
Pabat, a farmer, was out to gather firewood when they came. The poor man didn't stand a chance- he was promptly lynched as the rest of the civilians gathered into the keep. He died at age 46, leaving eight children fatherless.
This is the 8th time Osme Stobûb attacks. We're now getting used to fight them, and know that what works best is a direct, frontal assault. The quicker we can reach them, the more effective the battle plan. So we left the bridge open, and we let them come into the city.
(https://i.imgur.com/9sxRoiA.png)
When they are suffisciently inside the wall, we jump out and ambush them. It's a proper slaughter and a good part of their forces is immediately anihilated. The presence of humans among them was deeply disturbing...but we gave quarter to no one.
(https://i.imgur.com/kmuI8GN.png)
However, instead of sticking to the plan and safely retreat to strike again at the next wave, two young men, Enasm and Destis, decided to pursue the enemy. I tried to shout at them to come back, but they weren't listening, so as a desperate move, I ran at their heels. The fight continued inside the barracks. The goblins inside were easily dispatched. Enasm and Destis continued forward and engaged the enemy on the bridge. I had no choice but to follow them.
In the meantime, to avoid an all out confrontation on the bridge, Imic led the remaining troops to the south where they could fight the enemy in better conditions. They engaged a small number of them, and during the fight, the young sword lady Ases killed her first officer.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5643/f/2017/301/e/6/run_them_through_by_number_seventeen-dbs0edq.jpg)
Em Seducethunder was a goblin bard of Osme Stobûb before she was made into an officer. She authored a number of books, one of which was eventually taken by us from her cold, dead hands. She also appear to be the mother of Ngom Seducedog, which led the previous attack half a year ago.
Altho they killed a number of enemies, Enasm and Destis were injured, and fell of the bridge where they drowned to their death.
Alone, full of shame and guilt, I dispatched the rest of the enemies on the bridge and ran to the bulk of their troops on the other side. I couldn't count the number of copper helms surrounding me, but at this point, I couldn't care less. I was decided to make up for my ineptitude, and by doing so, taking as many as I could with me.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/718c/f/2017/300/7/2/i_think_you_pissed_him_off_by_number_seventeen-dbruha4.jpg)
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Sir Knight on October 29, 2017, 08:35:00 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
That's adorable. (Edited. Apologies for posting before I was ready.)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 29, 2017, 08:37:53 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 29, 2017, 08:40:53 pm
Also Sir Knight, lol no worry, post what you want when you want ^^ I'll finish this picture for the next update !
Post by: Urist McVoyager on October 29, 2017, 09:25:51 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 30, 2017, 08:10:08 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 30, 2017, 11:07:05 am
great update good sir
Seconded
Post by: Sir Knight on October 30, 2017, 04:33:35 pm
Also Sir Knight, lol no worry, post what you want when you want
No, see, I accidentally quoted your entire post and submitted it without comment. Anyone who has "notify" set up for this thread, and already saw your post, got a lovely double-post from me. When I realized what had happened, I edited that straight through the heart.
Also, yay, art! I can't wait to die horribly. (Have any forum-claimed characters died yet?)
Post by: Cathar on October 30, 2017, 04:57:29 pm
Post by: Haspen on October 30, 2017, 05:02:08 pm
since we have a good doctor, people rarely die from their wounds
Rue the day gobbos shoot Zothoabo to death ;v
Post by: Cathar on October 31, 2017, 12:53:27 am
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3f49/f/2017/303/6/c/violent_king_by_number_seventeen-dbs9h4s.jpg)
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Just posting this to make you guys wait a bit, stuff happening on my side of the world and im not sure I can draw a lot today
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on October 31, 2017, 07:30:57 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 31, 2017, 03:07:46 pm
He was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming open, and reflexively dropped the bucket, and began prepping the nearest table for surgery. His frantic effort was halted by a loud voice, “Your daughter is such a brat! I know she’s an adult now, but you’re her father, and someone needs to talk some sense into her.” He marched towards the solemn Zothoabo while muttering under his breath, “also Hustra (Zothoabo’s wife) is good at hiding, and I never know where to find her.”
Once Thratnu was in front of Zothoabo, he opened his mouth, “I assume you are talking about Donu.”
“Assume?! Isn’t it obvious? That girl is nothing but trouble!”
“She’s had a hard life, you can’t blame her for the occasional outburst.”
“HARD LIFE? OCCAISIONAL OUTBURST?” Thratnu’s nostrils flaired in anger, “That girl complains constantly. All she thinks about is eating and drinking. She slacks off during training, and barely spends any time in the temple. I even found this under her bed!” He reached into his coat and pulled out a small booklet with a flower scratched on the surface. “Read what she has to say!”
Zothoabo calmly opened up the booklet,
Spoiler: Donu's Diary (click to show/hide)
<3 <3 <3Donu's current mood: "Why am I here again?"
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e0ff/f/2017/300/8/d/it_doesn_t_fit_my_bodytype_by_number_seventeen-dbrvg3q.jpg)
Zothoabo closed the book. “It’s probably just a phase.”
“Just a phase?! You mean she hasn’t always been like this?”
“Well, I mean…..” Zothoabo paused, collected himself then replied, “Look, I never got to have fun as a kid. We have always been at war, and even though I have to work to keep our people alive, maybe she can live a carefree life, and feel truly happy.”
“I think we both know that’s not possible, not in this world.”
“Don’t tell her you read this, put it back, and continue as if nothing has changed. Be harsh in her training, but let her keep her personal life. I’ll talk to her about the statues in the temple, she should know better than to anger the gods.”
After exchanging a few more words to finish the conversation, Zothoabo handed the journal back to Thratnu, and watched him leave the hospital. “That girl, I hope she lives long enough to realize how foolish her behavior is.”
Post by: Cathar on October 31, 2017, 10:45:09 pm
“Well, I mean…..” Zothoabo paused, collected himself then replied, “Look, I never got to have fun as a kid. We have always been at war, and even though I have to work to keep our people alive, maybe she can live a carefree life, and feel truly happy.”
“I think we both know that’s not possible, not in this world.”
I think you perfectly encapsuled one of the many contradictions of people from Mong Kima. I love your writings as per usual :D
Maybe, one day, children can play freely without fearing to be attacked by hordes of monsters driven by evil, predators and werebeasts
Post by: MadMonkey on November 01, 2017, 01:00:11 am
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5643/f/2017/301/e/6/run_them_through_by_number_seventeen-dbs0edq.jpg)
All of this metal is making the fights look so bad ass!
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 01, 2017, 07:02:12 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 02, 2017, 11:43:36 am
Post by: Cathar on November 02, 2017, 08:52:26 pm
As for Zefer : after this BIG battle against goblin cavalry where he participated, the bow squad was reformed into a training squad. Zefer has been retrained into a swordsman and currently helps his new captain, Thratnu, to drill the new recruits. He is now 17 years old. He nows wears full armor and uses an iron sword. His little sister Ases joined the army recently.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/f12a/f/2017/287/0/8/siblings_by_number_seventeen-dbqlaob.png)
That's pretty much for him...for now. Stuff will happen to him next update, which should be this week end !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 02, 2017, 09:23:49 pm
It's been a while since I last saw this book, a book detailing my military adventure. I now write this as a trained swordsman , possibly overlooking my dear sister's training in the ways of the blade. So long ago it seemed that the days I picked up the bow and arrow, my normal headscarf and gloves are now swapped with heavy peices of copper and a thick blade of iron. Those I help train, in my eyes, are already braver than most others...deciding to bring in a blade where one arrow in the right area could finish you off.
My captain calls for me diary, for now I bid farewell.
**There is a drawing of a young man dressed in cloth then beside him is an older brother figure in copper armour. They look like twins**
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 03, 2017, 07:59:38 am
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 03, 2017, 07:52:38 pm
Post by: blueturtle1134 on November 04, 2017, 07:41:54 pm
lETS NOT INJURE THE GOBBOS ANYMORE THAN WE NEED TOO MOST ARE SLAVES TO DEMONS OR OTHER gobbos afterall.
Eh they threw their lot in with the wrong crowd.
Sending an adventure to sneak into the Dark Fortress and assassinate the clown controlling it might be... interesting... however.
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2017, 09:34:23 pm
lETS NOT INJURE THE GOBBOS ANYMORE THAN WE NEED TOO MOST ARE SLAVES TO DEMONS OR OTHER gobbos afterall.
We're craving for peace. They can send a diplomat and we'll talk it out. Hell they can just stop attacking us and we won't have to make small mountains of their corpses twice a year.
Watershield was made to protect Mong Kima from the elves of Wulemaapasi...We had absolutely no business with goblins until they declared war on us. And since they are mutilating our kids, frankly I have zero sympathy for them :D
Besides, it's not like we have the upper hand in any capacity in this war. For each Pearlite, there is at least five goblins of Osme Stobûb, and besides Watershield, the kingdom has no defense against them. If we stop fighting them off now, we'll be conquered in a year time. We're not in a position to show any mercy.
Eh they threw their lot in with the wrong crowd.
Sending an adventure to sneak into the Dark Fortress and assassinate the clown controlling it might be... interesting... however.
Oh, that, they surely did. There is one fort, a bit more than 100 souls, that both hate war and are invincible at it. Why would they come at us, I don't know, but at this point they reap what they sow.
For the adventurer...yes. Definitely. In the long term, we'll get back at them. But for now our mission of shielding the kingdom is more important. Among other things, I'd like to free the notern dwarves from that forgotten beast, Cim, too. An adventurer would have a lot of glorious opportunities that's for sure.
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Earlier that day...
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c051/f/2017/304/c/3/violent_king_by_number_seventeen-dbs9h4s.jpg)
The interrogation of prisonners bear some fruits. Now we know what business they have with us. They are following the orders of their emperor, Lomoth Ghostdust, a gigantic lizard man they revere as a god. Lomoth is in a sort of fratricidal war with his...sister? Tarem Phantomdeath, who rules over the north. Their struggle started ten years ago, and the troops of Lomoth are slowly but surely gaining ground.
Tarem can, at this point, count on a handful of followers, no more than five hundreds, while Lomoth sports the biggest army of the continent. How will this unfold, we don't know, but we'll follow this development very, very closely.
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edYmQ0dtPjo)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5234/f/2017/305/e/6/carry_their_memories_by_number_seventeen-dbsf3al.jpg)
I don't know how many I killed. What amazes me is I'm still alive after all that. The goblin troop starts to fall back a little, and tries to reorganize near the pond. Looks like I'm not done yet. One of their slave dwarve shoots an arrow at me, and hits me on the shoulder. My arm stops responding and I can't pick up my shield, but I'm not letting them go away.
I prepare to charge - but at this very moment, Imic and the rest of the army comes and slams into them.
(https://i.imgur.com/t1S80By.png)
This is a massacre. Survivors flee in terror. Once again, the day is ours. We had two losses, which is more than we can afford, but we're still victorious.
Talking about survivors, one of their trolls got separated from the battle, and as we were away, we couldnt prevent him to crash into the knight's barracks.
(https://i.imgur.com/6jOXeIc.png)
He's alone, and busy smashing our furnitures. Trathnu and Zefer are mobilized to end him rightly.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5b87/f/2017/306/f/8/we_ll_be_back_by_number_seventeen-dbskl6d.jpg)
"Should I come too?
-"No, just stay in the keep and protect the civilians."
During the fight, Zefer receives a slam on his shield that send him flying through the window. But he picked himself up with only minor bruises, as Trathnu killed the beast with relative ease.
The siege was over. This was...extremely exhausting. Zothoabo told me my wound wasn't very deep, and I could heal but I needed some rest. Wasn't in any position to argue. I spent the rest of the day trying to get some sleep.
But our hardships weren't over yet. In the evening, one of our prisonners, Ino knows how, managed to free himself from his cage and, armed with a crossbow, start wrecking havoc in the village.
(https://i.imgur.com/GBD5kRf.png)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/6527/f/2017/308/b/3/medieval_mass_shooting_by_number_seventeen-dbsrl64.jpg)
Haspen took a bolt in the abdomen. Superficial wound, no hemoragy.
As the goblin reloaded his weapon however, a capybara jumped out of his pasture and bited him in the throat, bringing him down on the ground, and latching on firmly until the escapee stop trying to scream. For that...unusual bravery from our favourite rodents, this one received the name of "Steddama".
(Editor note : Steddama litterally means "Apextouched", but I'm at loss to how to translate it without losing its meaning.)
After this whole incident, we too the decision of getting rid of part of the moot. We're losing more men to it than our enemies, and at this point, a all out charge solved most of our tactical issues. A big collective effort was also undertaken to get rid of all the corpses.
Now Spring 139 is on his way, and we have a lot of work to do.
(https://i.imgur.com/LhXBttR.jpg)
This year, we're starting to try and pierce the aquifer.
Post by: Sir Knight on November 04, 2017, 09:53:54 pm
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c051/f/2017/304/c/3/violent_king_by_number_seventeen-dbs9h4s.jpg)
Hey, is that a layering problem in the first panel? I think the two humans are in the wrong layer relative to each other.
(Editor note : Steddama litterally means "Apextouched", but I'm at loss to how to translate it without losing its meaning.)
"Ascended to the highest"--"ascension"--"ascended" . . . "struck the sky"--"sky-striker" . . . "zenith" . . . "paragon"? Just associating words here.
("The Capybara That Achieved Complete Personal Fulfillment?" Okay, I'm not helping.)
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2017, 09:57:42 pm
Also, Dengusa is almost an adult now. As soon as he is, after one year or two of military drilling, he'll join Ari Taskmo at scavenging the battlefields !
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/8970/f/2017/302/5/1/what_am_i_supposed_to_do_with_that__by_number_seventeen-dbs5qiw.png)
For the layering problem, I don't think so.. They are drawn on the same layer. Welp
Post by: PlumpHelmetMan on November 04, 2017, 10:09:09 pm
Either way the artwork looks amazing as always.
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2017, 10:11:25 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 04, 2017, 10:14:16 pm
Ases wasn't alone. Others hacked and stabbed, and wore the great warrior out, yet his blows kept raining on them all. A troll-powered mace went for Ases' head, and she tilted her shield as she raised it to fend off the blow. The mace deflected off its wooden surface, but the blow staggered Ases. She would have to wait for the next chance to strike a blow. The fight raged on for a half an hour, before Ases got a clear shot under the beast's arm. Without a second's hesitation, Ases plunged in, driving her sword through layers of fat and muscle, piercing the heart of the great beast. With a death defying roar, the troll threw Ases aside. She landed hard and had to catch her breath, but the mix of blood loss and a torn heart sent the troll to his knees, before he finally keeled over, dead.
Ases' squadmates threw a glance her way, before charging in to continue the fight. Ases only took a moment more to recover, before heading back into the fray. This day was not over yet.
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2017, 10:25:50 pm
Also, a look into Dwarf Therapist told me Zefer is the most physically strong person of the whole fort. Almost 4K strengh (!) while the normal human is 1K. Looks like he hasnt skipped legday
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 04, 2017, 10:27:09 pm
I mean I never said not to defend ourselves, I never said not to interrogate them I never even said not to torture them I simply recommended that we not go further than we need to. And I mean, going by DF world generation lore goblins dont willingly throw in their lot with anyone, they always get conquered, independent goblin civs lead entirely by goblins do not exist. :-\
I mean I would even be fine with us disposing of these prisoners to save space if , It is wartime after all, I would simply object to them being impaled and left to die for days is all.
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2017, 10:30:46 pm
We don't torture people for fun, it's prevented by our ethics anyway. I believe it's a crime for humans.
It's just...very hard to feel any kind of compassion for gobbos when they cut two legs and a hand of your favourite kid half a year ago :(
Altho, it is true that we sometimes execute prisonners, that's a tradition - when we feel someone died a hero, we sometimes sacrifice some prisonners to his memory. Some kind of a blöt let's say.
As for good gobbos, they do exist, hell we have one in our fort. Far up the north, there's a whole population of them, integrated in a dwarven community.
Now the thing is, we have no idea what to do with our prisonners. For now we're just stockpiling them.
Spoiler: I've been playing with exported maps (click to show/hide)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 04, 2017, 10:47:27 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2017, 10:51:28 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 04, 2017, 10:57:04 pm
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 05, 2017, 12:19:37 am
Aw, man, you didn't got any hate, we're fine, you're fine, everyone's fine ^^ Welcome aboard
We don't torture people for fun, it's prevented by our ethics anyway. I believe it's a crime for humans.
It's just...very hard to feel any kind of compassion for gobbos when they cut two legs and a hand of your favourite kid half a year ago :(
Altho, it is true that we sometimes execute prisonners, that's a tradition - when we feel someone died a hero, we sometimes sacrifice some prisonners to his memory. Some kind of a blöt let's say.
As for good gobbos, they do exist, hell we have one in our fort. Far up the north, there's a whole population of them, integrated in a dwarven community.
Now the thing is, we have no idea what to do with our prisonners. For now we're just stockpiling them.Spoiler: I've been playing with exported maps (click to show/hide)
I just want to point out that I never said non hostile goblins did not exist, I mentioned that Independant [as in led by goblins, for goblins, made up at least primarily of goblins] dont exist, or at least not without some weird event happening like say dwarves kidnapp some but then most dwarves get killed and the gobos out breed the remaining dwarfs making a ''dwarven'' civilization of goblins.
I mean I hate seeing children get cut down as well, but when I combine that with the knowlege that goblin armsz are probably made out of mostly unwilling concripts and slaves and that their civs are mostly lead by extremley powerful demons, I end up feeling bad for both.
Post by: Haspen on November 05, 2017, 04:49:55 am
Also yay, the scribe has eventful life too.
Post by: Cathar on November 05, 2017, 04:55:56 am
Maybe the flat map is better?
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/933e/f/2017/309/0/a/map_by_number_seventeen-dbssp37.jpg)
Post by: Haspen on November 05, 2017, 04:57:42 am
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 05, 2017, 08:49:38 am
When I was learning to mod humans to be playable, I learned that the SITE nobles are the ones who keep Demons from taking things over so often. The Goblins don't have any nobles in their raws at all, they honestly seem built to be conquered by demons, who probably have the nobility hard coded into them instead. Hell, without modding humans with site nobles, even they are often overrun and taken over by demons.
I've been meaning to make a full blown rebalance mod, I just got caught up in the fact that a new release is on the horizon. I was working on humans at the time I last did anything. Wanted to add wizards to them to make things more fair against the goblins I was going to upgrade with various castes that made fighting them more nightmarish. Part of those goblin upgrades was going to be site nobles to give them a fighting chance to be exactly that. Of Goblins, For Goblins, By Goblins.
Post by: Sir Knight on November 05, 2017, 08:36:31 pm
Spoiler: I've been playing with exported maps (click to show/hide)
. . . Wow.
Also, I support finding something to do with prisoners, and I'm intrigued by the idea that you could judge them individually. If they will just run off the map when released, that would be a fine way to deal with those who did little harm. (It's not like the enemy army will run out of conscripts anytime soon, regardless of whether released prisoners are coded to be able to return.)
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 05, 2017, 08:56:20 pm
The globe was fine. That was awesome to look at.
When I was learning to mod humans to be playable, I learned that the SITE nobles are the ones who keep Demons from taking things over so often. The Goblins don't have any nobles in their raws at all, they honestly seem built to be conquered by demons, who probably have the nobility hard coded into them instead. Hell, without modding humans with site nobles, even they are often overrun and taken over by demons.
I've been meaning to make a full blown rebalance mod, I just got caught up in the fact that a new release is on the horizon. I was working on humans at the time I last did anything. Wanted to add wizards to them to make things more fair against the goblins I was going to upgrade with various castes that made fighting them more nightmarish. Part of those goblin upgrades was going to be site nobles to give them a fighting chance to be exactly that. Of Goblins, For Goblins, By Goblins.
Truly a neat idea, I wish you luck with it.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 06, 2017, 07:50:17 pm
That's perfect :D A friend told me Ases and Zefer are main character material. I just can't wait to see them grow up, get married and have a lot of killer babies of their ownAre you telling me that I can suplex giant monsters, get smashed through Windows, etc etc because I never skipped out on muscle milk?
Also, a look into Dwarf Therapist told me Zefer is the most physically strong person of the whole fort. Almost 4K strengh (!) while the normal human is 1K. Looks like he hasnt skipped legday
I'm surprised that my muscles haven't gained muscles for real though...4k strength is hella amazing for a young man like Zefer.))
Diary of Zefer Scribefondled,
For the first time since I can remember, I felt the rush of a battle that actually meant something in my life. A troll had made it's way to the village, striking a mighty blow on our armory. Both Zothbatho and myself were called to quench the trolls fire before he razed the whole village. The bleeding thing did a bit of a hurting to me, hitting me hard enough to Send me through a pane of glass, when I was younger it seemed that It was hurt a lot more, the impact and subsequent shards of glass did no such thing as...pain. I didn't feel the burn of blood pouring down my body. It was strange how a change in perspective could harden me to the point where I wasn't even phased with the breaking of a window and the slap of a troll...or I am overthinking and the armour is actually doing it's job.
**There is a picture of a young man with crimson hair flying through a glass window.
Post by: blueturtle1134 on November 07, 2017, 08:57:47 am
Hum... I think we'll keep some for possible sacrifices to the gods. But yeah... The idea to release at least some of them naked and let their commanders deal with them, I do prefer. Maybe we can actually judge them individually, and see what to do with them case by case.
Any gobbo taken alive is to be stripped of all armor, given a hat, and thrown forcefully out of the Back Door.
Any gobbo storming the Front Door wearing naught but a hat has been given his/her chance at redemption, and now faces summary execution.
Simply naked gobbos might simply indicate a logistics issue on their front, but I think if we give them a hat they'll take it and keep it right?
Live training is particularly cruel and unusual and should be reserved for enemy leaders / anyone that kills one of our people.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 07, 2017, 10:17:56 am
And the game doesn't currently track individual items or their effects on battle, which means every enemy will probably come with something. Including escapees/releases. So the main reason to release enemies is to give them back to their homeland so they can bring back more metal.
Post by: Cathar on November 07, 2017, 03:08:40 pm
I kinda don't want to relish in cruelty, even to goblins, because I want us to be better than them, and become I somewhat somehow still hope for peace one day. It's not about turning the other cheek so much as it is not to lose our humanity in the process.
Next update should come during the week, spring has been pretty uneventful all things considered, so to have you waiting, have a small picture of Idem, who is both Asin's daughter and Dengusa's big sister. Also the youngest fighter bearing a heroic name of the fort
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/890a/f/2017/311/4/0/righteous_vandal_by_number_seventeen-dbt1sbd.png)
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 07, 2017, 04:49:08 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 07, 2017, 11:38:25 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 07, 2017, 11:55:10 pm
What page was Idems in-game description posted? I like comparing your art to their in-game descriptions for funsies.
I don't think I ever had
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 08, 2017, 12:05:47 am
Post by: Cathar on November 08, 2017, 10:42:18 am
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 08, 2017, 02:43:13 pm
She sounds like an amazing warrior as well :o
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 08, 2017, 03:18:10 pm
Donu’s Diary,
23rd Opal 138,
Dear Diary,
War is BOOOOOORRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGG
Captain Thrathnu (Inferno) or as I like to call him, Captain Thratpin (Juggler) ::) made us stay on “alert”. I’m only here because I got caught stealing food in the kitchen once, and now they think I need to lose weight. I was only taste testing Mate’s new recipe…. He just didn’t notice.
Zefer is really strong, so he should take my place in the squad. He probably likes it when he is given double duty. Speaking of, I need to be more careful. A few months ago Captain Thratpin said I have a “bad attitude” and doubled my “training” (more like torture). He even had my Dad over to talk about “respecting the temple of Ino” UUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH :'( :'( :'(
I JUST WANT DELICOUS FOOD AND DRINKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! :P
Sorry about that, I got distracted by my belly. I have to tell you about my first battle, it was really fun. It started when I was standing around with Zefer and Captain Thratpin. We didn’t even get to watch the battle, we just stood around in the barracks. EVENTUALLY we got word that a troll made its way into the barracks, and we had to deal with it. This is where things got really interesting. Zefer and the Captain went to deal with the troll, and left me alone. So I snuck into the tavern, and got to eat my first real lunch in FOREVER!!!! <3 <3 <3
They ration our food in the squad and it’s the WORST. :'( We usually get the worst food in the fort, and when we do get good food, they give us the smallest portions. Needless to say, I took advantage of my time in the Tavern and enjoyed many of the spoils of war.
P.S. I snuck away to write this while everyone is busy hauling all the loot inside the fort. Instead of spending so much time working to make more armor, they should be working to throw me a party. I’m almost Twelve and a Half, and I think there should be a half-birthday party in my honor.
Hopefully I will get more snack time, and less drill time in the spring. ;)
See you next time <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
(https://i.imgur.com/rjDbEDP.jpg)
When Mate asks where all the food went
Edited: Added some emojis (let me know if it's too much)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 08, 2017, 06:15:27 pm
The Gluttonous Nun is a legendary capybara-leather bound book. The written portion consists of an 18 page autobiography entitled The Gluttonous Nun, authored by Donu Radiushus. It concerns the human Priestess Donu Radiushus. The writing is overly excited, but otherwise quite bad. On the item is an image of a flower in wood.
Donu’s Diary,
23rd Opal 138,
Dear Diary,
War is BOOOOOORRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGG
Captain Thrathnu (Inferno) or as I like to call him, Captain Thratpin (Juggler) ::) made us stay on “alert”. I’m only here because I got caught stealing food in the kitchen once, and now they think I need to lose weight. I was only taste testing Mate’s new recipe…. He just didn’t notice.
Zefer is really strong, so he should take my place in the squad. He probably likes it when he is given double duty. Speaking of, I need to be more careful. A few months ago Captain Thratpin said I have a “bad attitude” and doubled my “training” (more like torture). He even had my Dad over to talk about “respecting the temple of Ino” UUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH :'( :'( :'(
I JUST WANT DELICOUS FOOD AND DRINKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! :P
Sorry about that, I got distracted by my belly. I have to tell you about my first battle, it was really fun. It started when I was standing around with Zefer and Captain Thratpin. We didn’t even get to watch the battle, we just stood around in the barracks. EVENTUALLY we got word that a troll made its way into the barracks, and we had to deal with it. This is where things got really interesting. Zefer and the Captain went to deal with the troll, and left me alone. So I snuck into the tavern, and got to eat my first real lunch in FOREVER!!!! <3 <3 <3
They ration our food in the squad and it’s the WORST. :'( We usually get the worst food in the fort, and when we do get good food, they give us the smallest portions. Needless to say, I took advantage of my time in the Tavern and enjoyed many of the spoils of war.
P.S. I snuck away to write this while everyone is busy hauling all the loot inside the fort. Instead of spending so much time working to make more armor, they should be working to throw me a party. I’m almost Twelve and a Half, and I think there should be a half-birthday party in my honor.
Hopefully I will get more snack time, and less drill time in the spring. ;)
See you next time <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
(https://i.imgur.com/rjDbEDP.jpg)
When Mate asks where all the food went
Edited: Added some emojis (let me know if it's too much)
Only the girliest for a twelve year old in war times
Post by: Sir Knight on November 08, 2017, 07:17:27 pm
Edited: Added some emojis (let me know if it's too much)
It's official. "Smileys" and "emoticons" are now all "emojis."
(P.S.: The Gluttonous Nun amuses.)
Post by: Cathar on November 09, 2017, 05:41:44 am
Sorry about that, I got distracted by my belly. I have to tell you about my first battle, it was really fun. It started when I was standing around with Zefer and Captain Thratpin. We didn’t even get to watch the battle, we just stood around in the barracks. EVENTUALLY we got word that a troll made its way into the barracks, and we had to deal with it. This is where things got really interesting. Zefer and the Captain went to deal with the troll, and left me alone. So I snuck into the tavern, and got to eat my first real lunch in FOREVER!!!! <3 <3 <3
[...]
I’m almost Twelve and a Half, and I think there should be a half-birthday party in my honor.
Donu is now my favourite character :D
But I WILL make her lose weight. It's now a personal challenge. She has been oscillating between fat and very fat since half a year, but I swear I'll make her fit and pretty before she's 18.
Talking about that, the update is almost ready. Tonight or tomorrow at worst !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 09, 2017, 11:03:10 am
truth be told she looks to be a healthy weight whenever you illustrate herSorry about that, I got distracted by my belly. I have to tell you about my first battle, it was really fun. It started when I was standing around with Zefer and Captain Thratpin. We didn’t even get to watch the battle, we just stood around in the barracks. EVENTUALLY we got word that a troll made its way into the barracks, and we had to deal with it. This is where things got really interesting. Zefer and the Captain went to deal with the troll, and left me alone. So I snuck into the tavern, and got to eat my first real lunch in FOREVER!!!! <3 <3 <3
[...]
I’m almost Twelve and a Half, and I think there should be a half-birthday party in my honor.
Donu is now my favourite character :D
But I WILL make her lose weight. It's now a personal challenge. She has been oscillating between fat and very fat since half a year, but I swear I'll make her fit and pretty before she's 18.
Talking about that, the update is almost ready. Tonight or tomorrow at worst !
Post by: Cathar on November 10, 2017, 10:27:14 am
(https://i.imgur.com/7wyDqXb.png)
As he was going to chain a decoy capybara in the front of the fort, Mate spotted a small troop of the treefolks. Now, our cook was not militarily trained, but he had the right reflexes, and slowly backed down to the bridge, holding his animal between him and the people of the forest...so as when they released their arrows and subsequently closed on him, the animal took most of the blows. Mate was lightly injured, but he made it to the bridge in one piece.
The elves then split into two groups - some keep on closing on him, trying to surround him before he could come to safety, while the other... piled on the poor capybara and kicked him on the ground.
Friends of nature they say.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/1b1f/f/2017/311/7/d/elves_are_dicks_by_number_seventeen-dbt0noj.jpg)
It's hard for me to describe the despise I have for elves. Everything they stand for seems petty and hypocritical to me. Even compared to goblins...at least the latter are straightforward. They want to kill and conquer and are open about it. The elves are worse than that. They frame their hatred and their utter pettiness as an ethic issue.
But they wanted to discuss ethics with this kind of logic, and it turned out we could follow the discussion there, for we definitely had an irresistible argument.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5214/f/2017/313/9/b/circular_food_chain_by_number_seventeen-dbt750a.jpg)
Watershield's undefeated military force.
Uquur and a young man, Ostri, crossed the bridge at the speed of sound, leaving mangled bodies in their trail. It was one of our fastest battle so far. Some of them managed to flee, we captured two of them alive, and the rest of them is now feeding the plants they worship.
We might have been under attack by Osme Stobûb for a very long time now, but we must not forget Watershield was funded with the express goal to fight against Wulemaapasi. In a sense, this is our first true victory.
The second event of this spring was our decision to pierce the aquifer. We need to drain that swamp. We need to access minerals if we want to expend our village fast, for wood is consumed faster than it can regrow, with three of our four industries - carpentry, glassmaking and smelting, being extremely voracious in terms of natural ressources.
(https://i.imgur.com/4DjFTgd.png)
Since Donu's training has been...rather unsuccessful so far, Thrathnu and I decided to give her some break, to have her man the pump and pierce the first layer of the aquifer.
This doesn't seems to have any significant effect on her weight tho, and we start being a bit concerned. But at least, the girl is doing her job.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a923/f/2017/314/7/9/don_t_stop_pumping_by_number_seventeen-dbtay8x.jpg)
Jalew, the miner (and incidently Zefer's and Ases' father), could at least prove his legendary skills useful. When summer came, significant progress has been made.
Watershield will be the first human city to pierce an aquifer in the world of Minbazkar, we'll see to it.
Post by: Sir Knight on November 10, 2017, 01:14:36 pm
Spring 139 was the occasion of two important events. The first, which I'll focus on here, was our first official contact with the elves of Wulemaapasi.
Wow, they showed up? This is terrific! I'm used to, you know, all those games where people say "ugh, I settled right next to the enemy in the hopes I'd see a siege, but I haven't been attacked once."
That speaks very well for continued storytelling at this fort. Not one, but two enemy forces. Might some diplomacy even happen someday?
Post by: Cathar on November 10, 2017, 01:37:40 pm
I would LOVE to have some diplomacy with them. If we can get them out of the war, this would be an insanely profitable boon for the whole kingdom.
From what we know, their current leadership is as follow :
Caraca Araniçefetha is their current queen. She's pretty litterate, have been trained by humans and authored a number of musical pieces. She seems to have the profile of a politician. If I'm correct, queens take cares of internal affairs in elven societies.
Sidaya Biraremithe is their druids. If I'm correct, druids are elected, and chose the queen, but else have no political power. So he's of no concern to us.
Thone Quecaromimi is their princess. If I'm correct again, princesses decide of war and peace, so she's important to us. She has been studying at Trumpetknight, in the west...The same Trumpetknight our own country attacked, starting that giang worldwide conflict. She's a renowed geograph, a somewhat skilled warrior and a scholar.
Nisa Cocemafi is their current diplomat. A ranger without a lot of history. Doesn't seem particularly clever in comparison with their government body. We don't know what he looks like, but shall someone introduce himself with that name, we'd try not to kill him.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 10, 2017, 10:53:14 pm
Also, the Elves are friends of nature. It doesn't really count as nature once you tame it like we've been doing with our capybaras.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 11, 2017, 01:59:16 am
So our family knowledge grows, Zefer. Dad's the miner.Gods bless our dear old miner dad, don't let the aquifer destroy him.
Also, the Elves are friends of nature. It doesn't really count as nature once you tame it like we've been doing with our capybaras.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 11, 2017, 04:09:29 am
I mean i would be willing to bet that A six year old human [unarmed]could best a zombie capybara in combat.
Post by: Cathar on November 11, 2017, 06:41:34 am
Spoiler: I mean (click to show/hide)
Also if you want, I can doodle the whole family tree of Zefer and Ases, if you so wish. It's a very large family they have. Also don't worry about miner dad, he's extremely, extremely effective at his job. Being the only miner in two successive forts made him very experienced
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 11, 2017, 08:07:42 am
That said, a even though I have no qualms with the whole ''elves eating sapients'' thing, I still think they are stuck up jerks.
Thats why I find them amusing most of the time.....as for right now, well lets say I finfd the goblins more sympathetic than these green haired Knife eared greedy hypocrites. That said I am sure some individuals are tolerable.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 11, 2017, 05:01:09 pm
"Hey, there's a chair on the grou--" WHUMP!
"Ugh, another idiot forgot to check if there were more up in the tree before going over."
"I think it's time we trained the gorillas to do this job."
Post by: blueturtle1134 on November 11, 2017, 06:24:47 pm
Just wait until he gets to the Hidden Fun Stuff...
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 11, 2017, 10:30:02 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 12, 2017, 04:27:38 am
We can melt and rework angel candy tho.
I mean it's hard to be on bay12forum and not have a very precise idea of what waits for me way under. I'm pretty sure I wont go very deep ; I'm mostly interested by underground ressources like...stone, clay and mushroom wood. Especially mushroom wood.
We're humans, we won't live underground. We're just trying to have a perfectly normal human mine.
Post by: Aranador on November 12, 2017, 05:00:14 am
And when the result is awesome stories and brilliant art work - well - you are doing it right !
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 12, 2017, 07:21:01 am
Is something I could could ctually imagine a MLPony sayin. However, maybe that is just me.
Post by: Aranador on November 12, 2017, 07:37:28 pm
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 13, 2017, 12:06:42 am
Luckily then, there is the Imperial Pony faction, they sound like a perfect fit for you ! Dwarf Fortress is the ultimate corruption it seems.No duh, It would not be dwarf fortress if it did not corrupt everything it touched.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 13, 2017, 12:04:34 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 13, 2017, 02:23:47 pm
So our family knowledge grows, Zefer. Dad's the miner.Gods bless our dear old miner dad, don't let the aquifer destroy him.
I'm working on a story for Miner dad trying to mine with Donu maintaining the pump.... very distractedly maintaining the pump.
The only thing standing between Miner Dad and drowning is a fat child who took whatever job would let her skip exercise
Post by: Cathar on November 13, 2017, 02:37:34 pm
But I have faith. I will make Donu into a productive member of society. There might be "Donu" in "Donuts", but I'll make extra sure the other way around remains false
Post by: Haspen on November 13, 2017, 02:47:00 pm
There might be "Donu" in "Donuts", but I'll make extra sure the other way around remains false
This is best statement in this whole thread I think.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 13, 2017, 09:40:15 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 14, 2017, 03:45:26 pm
“Yes master Jalew?”
Jalew made some small splashes in the knee deep water, “Do you notice anything different down here?”
“Oh… cooooool, you broke through the aquifer already, great job….”
Jalew made more splashing noises, even spraying some water towards Donu.
“Dear….. Diary….. Today….. I –“ Donu was cut short as water splashed onto her notebook, “Stop it old man, I’m trying to write!”
“Stop writing and START PUMPING!!!!”
Donu fumbled around with her quill and journal, hastily stuffing them into one of her pockets. *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump*
“Keep it up, or we’ll never clear the aquifer!”
After a few more minutes of mining, Jalew was again knee deep in water.
“I…. finally…. got……out….of –“
“Donu, the pump!”
“Ok, ok, the pump, I got it…….. the….. pump…..wait a second, that’s not the right word-“
“DONU, BY INO START PUMPING!!!”
“Gah!” *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump**pump* *pump*
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a923/f/2017/314/7/9/don_t_stop_pumping_by_number_seventeen-dbtay8x.jpg)
- Many hours later –
An exhausted Jalew climbed out of the mine, “Ok Donu, we’re done for the day. I’m tired, soaking wet, and hungry.” Jalew looked down to see Donu sleeping on the ground near the pump. He thought about walking away, leaving her to sleep in the mine, but then he thought of his own kids, and decided it would be better to wake her.
“huh, what time is it?”
“We’re done, let’s head to the tavern and get some food, I can’t believe no one delivered our lunches today.”
“Tavern sounds like a great idea. I already ate, but I just can’t resist Mate’s cooking.”
“You already ate?”
“Yeah, Zefer came by at lunch time and gave me 2 meals, I guess he feels bad about beating me up during training.”
“That’s because one of those meals WAS MINE!!!!” Jalew reached forward and grabbed Donu by the scruff of her neck. “You’re not going to the Tavern, I’m taking you back to the barracks and Thrathnu is going to whip you into shape!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
Donu’s Diary,
7th Felsite 139
Dear Diary,
Today I finally got out of
The mine is kind of dark and boring. Maybe next time, I’ll try to get a job with Mom out in the forest. It’ll be more dangerous, but I have military training, so I can probably handle myself if an elf or goblin shows up. 8)
Speaking of elves. I finally got to see one. Dad and mom went on and on about how the elves are the worst and that’s the reason they moved to Watershields. But since we’ve been here, all we’ve seen is Goblins, and the occasional Dwarf.
Sorry if that was boring Diary, it’s hard to think of interesting things when I’m stuck underground with a grouchy old man. I guess I’ll try to take a nap, and give you another entry when I get some more gossip. ;)
Bye for now, <3 <3 <3 <3
:-*
Post by: Cathar on November 14, 2017, 03:55:22 pm
The more I think about it, the more I believe I should work on making a pdf of this fort. I kinda want to keep a record of everything we've worked for.
Donu will totally rejoin the boot camp. This springbreak did not have a significant impact on her weight. But again : we're not losing hope.
Also the more I think about it, the more I want to create another fighting regiment, for the elite of the elite, and equip them either with two handed swords, or a pair of single handed swords to increase our strike capacity. Maybe this is a bit risky, but it might be a good time to experiment.
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 14, 2017, 05:21:16 pm
I just like doing themed units/squads. Bucklers and maces w/ Leather armor = police force | Spears and Shields with Bronze Armor = Phalanx | Iron Swords/Shields = Heavy Infantry | Crossbows and Daggers = Marines | etc.
edit: any diversity in our military gear is a good thing, especially for the art and storytelling aspect. :)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 14, 2017, 06:04:51 pm
Donu just stares at her some more, obviously bored. Ases grabs her by the collar and Donu's eyes go wide as she realizes Master Jalew let go of her. "If he drowns . . ." Ases lifts an apple in her free hand and squeezes it. Juice sprays out, coating the fat twerp Donu's face. Donu nods in understanding, and when Ases lets go of her she walks along with Master Jalew again. She hides a smirk as she licks the juice off her face.
Post by: Aranador on November 14, 2017, 06:07:52 pm
Anyway - Cathar - keep up the awesome.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 14, 2017, 06:15:12 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 14, 2017, 06:37:28 pm
I believe their "small" size for equipment is an artifact of older versions.
Edit : Out of curiosity, I also checked for the size of "Lizard Devils", which is the race of Lomoth and Tarem... and oh BOY they are HUGE.
Also about the equipment thing : Yes, I agree. Actually, my idea was to have a regiment of proper paladins in the fort, all clad in iron armor, sporting two handers. I like the idea of having a spear regiment tho... So many ideas so few recruits :C
Actually, our knights are currently our police force. Luckily, Ryukan only gives us very easy mandates and prohibitions, always related to low boots...We just accept that I guess, no big deal, we always need to craft more of those and we don't want to sell them anyway
Post by: Wolfhunter107 on November 14, 2017, 08:14:40 pm
Alright, Puja it is. I'll just need a name, since neither "Wolf" nor "Hunter" can be directly translated, and you're in.Also update on the way. Probably up tomorrow !Spoiler (click to show/hide)
I realize that I've literally taken an entire month to get back to you, so sorry about that, but I do finally have a name for Puja: Ebkusa, which is mostly a portmanteau of the Human words for Joy and Heart. I thought that it was fitting for her personality.
Post by: Cathar on November 15, 2017, 03:05:00 pm
She just lost her brother Enasm last attack tho, on the fight on the bridge.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 15, 2017, 04:52:19 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 15, 2017, 10:07:11 pm
“donu…….. DONU!”Why is my student/sister like this?
“Yes master Jalew?”
Jalew made some small splashes in the knee deep water, “Do you notice anything different down here?”
“Oh… cooooool, you broke through the aquifer already, great job….”
Jalew made more splashing noises, even spraying some water towards Donu.
“Dear….. Diary….. Today….. I –“ Donu was cut short as water splashed onto her notebook, “Stop it old man, I’m trying to write!”
“Stop writing and START PUMPING!!!!”
Donu fumbled around with her quill and journal, hastily stuffing them into one of her pockets. *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump*
“Keep it up, or we’ll never clear the aquifer!”
After a few more minutes of mining, Jalew was again knee deep in water.
“I…. finally…. got……out….of –“
“Donu, the pump!”
“Ok, ok, the pump, I got it…….. the….. pump…..wait a second, that’s not the right word-“
“DONU, BY INO START PUMPING!!!”
“Gah!” *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump* *pump**pump* *pump*
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a923/f/2017/314/7/9/don_t_stop_pumping_by_number_seventeen-dbtay8x.jpg)
- Many hours later –
An exhausted Jalew climbed out of the mine, “Ok Donu, we’re done for the day. I’m tired, soaking wet, and hungry.” Jalew looked down to see Donu sleeping on the ground near the pump. He thought about walking away, leaving her to sleep in the mine, but then he thought of his own kids, and decided it would be better to wake her.
“huh, what time is it?”
“We’re done, let’s head to the tavern and get some food, I can’t believe no one delivered our lunches today.”
“Tavern sounds like a great idea. I already ate, but I just can’t resist Mate’s cooking.”
“You already ate?”
“Yeah, Zefer came by at lunch time and gave me 2 meals, I guess he feels bad about beating me up during training.”
“That’s because one of those meals WAS MINE!!!!” Jalew reached forward and grabbed Donu by the scruff of her neck. “You’re not going to the Tavern, I’m taking you back to the barracks and Thrathnu is going to whip you into shape!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
Donu’s Diary,
7th Felsite 139
Dear Diary,
Today I finally got out ofthe pumpmilitary training. ;D I’ve been complaining to Zefer about how much I hate training and he finally agreed to ask his dad if I could work with him in the new mine. He’s pretty annoying, but not nearly as bad as >:( Captain Thratpin >:(.
The mine is kind of dark and boring. Maybe next time, I’ll try to get a job with Mom out in the forest. It’ll be more dangerous, but I have military training, so I can probably handle myself if an elf or goblin shows up. 8)
Speaking of elves. I finally got to see one. Dad and mom went on and on about how the elves are the worst and that’s the reason they moved to Watershields. But since we’ve been here, all we’ve seen is Goblins, and the occasional Dwarf.
Sorry if that was boring Diary, it’s hard to think of interesting things when I’m stuck underground with a grouchy old man. I guess I’ll try to take a nap, and give you another entry when I get some more gossip. ;)
Bye for now, <3 <3 <3 <3
:-*
Anywhom.
I would love love love a family tree of the local strongboi.
I totally want to see if he's got some sort of magical background as to why he is so strong.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 15, 2017, 10:16:49 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 16, 2017, 01:26:36 am
He eats spinach flavored Wheaties. 'Nuff said.Yo, only the best of breakfasts
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 16, 2017, 10:15:16 am
Does Prince Ryukan have family in the fort?
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 16, 2017, 10:39:31 am
I do like that the families in the fort are getting fleshed out. Zotho's family is growing up, and the various children are beginning to play a part in fortress life, and now we find out Zefer and Ases are also part of a large/important family.... what other family/mafia shenanigans have been going on under our noses?
Does Prince Ryukan have family in the fort?
I wonder when we will get to the !!FUN!!
I mean I know this is extremely serious with a serious story telling but there's got to be shenanigans on Cathar's end
Post by: Cathar on November 16, 2017, 12:01:22 pm
The goal of Watershield is not especially to create improbable situations or to torture its little people - it's to secure the borders of a kingdom I want to build in the very, very, very long timescale. I'm more interested in discovering the lore of Minbazkar than to show off technical game skills I don't have.
Altho, in the future, in the next chapters (Watershield and the Riverguard are just a chapter in the story of the world), we might find new formats. Maybe community forts, maybe we can create adventurers and set off to explore the world (something with rules we'd decide when it comes to it). I'm actually heavily considering that. Create an adventurer, play three months in game with an objective set at the start, succeed or fail, come home, retire and pass the save. Maybe that would be interesting ? Suggestions are welcome of course.
As for Zefer family tree, here's what I have :
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/4f8e/f/2017/320/3/6/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbtx258.jpg)
Note : Apba is Asin's wife so as to clear confusion. Most of her kids inherited the haircolor of their father. Setoc is married, but have her life outside of Watershield.
About his lineage, I'm afraid there's nothing unusual about it. His great-grandfather (father of the mother of his mother) was a soldier, but aside that, his upbringing is as modest as it can be. Zefer is "just" naturally gifted.
About Ryukan : At this point and time, Ryukan has two children : a baby girl, Ini, and a baby boy, Sothro. Ryukan if you wish you can always rename them.
Also, having a family feud could be interesting, but Jalew's clan is probably the widest in the fort, and Zothoabo is the only medical professional of the fort. Surely if things come out of hand, the hierarchy will have to intervene. If you're a fighter, you don't want the guy keeping you alive to know you've been bullying his daughter :D
Alright, big chunk of text for a single post. I'll post the update in a few hours o/
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 16, 2017, 12:47:47 pm
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 16, 2017, 01:34:52 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Anyway, why don't we build a big moat around this place or something?
Post by: Sir Knight on November 16, 2017, 01:59:28 pm
As for Zefer family tree, here's what I have :
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/4f8e/f/2017/320/3/6/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbtx258.jpg)
Huh, those portrait borders have little holes in them just begging for little icons. If you keep doing this sort of thing, might you consider drawing a profession icon in the top left corners?
Post by: Aranador on November 16, 2017, 03:49:16 pm
The !!FUN!! ? You mean when we all die because a FB with death gas comes along and roll over us? I...really don't know when it comes. If it comes, and I somewhat hope it doesn't.
The goal of Watershield is not especially to create improbable situations or to torture its little people - it's to secure the borders of a kingdom I want to build in the very, very, very long timescale. I'm more interested in discovering the lore of Minbazkar than to show off technical game skills I don't have.
Well said Cathar. The number of community forts that everyone wants to become the next boatmurdered, but fail because someone along the way thinks that the only way to do that is to unleash the !!FUN!! or generally do something "wacky" is staggering. When the narrative is consistent and allowed to develop 'naturally' is when the stories can be at their absolute best. Of course, holding Boatmurdered up is a bit unfair these days, as it was done in a much earlier edition where there was an inherent narrative built into the structure of the game design in a manner that is far more prominent than in the current 3d versions. All the more reason for the player to drive that narrative instead. So again - keep up the great work.
Post by: Cathar on November 16, 2017, 04:01:24 pm
Huh, those portrait borders have little holes in them just begging for little icons. If you keep doing this sort of thing, might you consider drawing a profession icon in the top left corners?
Sure thing. Actually, maybe I could make a huge, exhaustive genealogic tree for the whole fort. That could be cool, but will take some time.
Anyway, why don't we build a big moat around this place or something?
Already done...Big mistake. Our fighters keep dodging in them, and end up dying unecessarily. So far walls are the best options, altho they are quite long to make. But that's the caviat to this fort ; we can't really be totally safe. We don't have the option to burrow, and each threat has to be dealt with as they come. So far so good.
If the daughter is an incompetent weasel who is stuck far enough up her own ass that her face is inside her stomach, she needs taught why others are important. Especially if she's being given important tasks that could potentially injure or kill others if she doesn't do them right. It's not like Ases bullied her. :P She just gave her a warning that if she caused harm to Ases's father, she is getting pulped like that apple.
...that's a valid point. She needs to realize nuances of cooperation, clearly. Thrathnu will double down on her training :D
Well said Cathar. The number of community forts that everyone wants to become the next boatmurdered, but fail because someone along the way thinks that the only way to do that is to unleash the !!FUN!! or generally do something "wacky" is staggering. When the narrative is consistent and allowed to develop 'naturally' is when the stories can be at their absolute best. Of course, holding Boatmurdered up is a bit unfair these days, as it was done in a much earlier edition where there was an inherent narrative built into the structure of the game design in a manner that is far more prominent than in the current 3d versions. All the more reason for the player to drive that narrative instead. So again - keep up the great work.
Thanks alot ! Also don't get me wrong, having dwarves being all wacky is fun too, but that's not what I'm trying to do here. It's not like I feel it has been done and redone (ok maybe a bit) but in my own playstyle I don't really like to do that. Thats also why my adventurers don't go around trying to become a weremamoth thrall necromancer elephant-man... That's not what I like to write
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Summer 139
More than one century ago, in the faraway country of Xaked-Gil, deep in the south, was the lord of a prosperous town of Smomapib. Its lord was a man by the name of Cado Gulfwatched. He was an athlete and a formidable fighter, and he was loved by his people, and was to be remembered as an exemple for the decades to come.
However, for his despair, fate had decided otherwise. A large nation of goblins, also inhabitating the Land of Confinment, had views on his holdings, and sent bandits to capture his son in the year 50.
As the kingdom refused to go to war, Cado took upon himself to fight his way through his son's captors and freed him by himself. In 52, he was reunited with his son.
This however was not the end of the story. They abducted his son again two years later, and once again, Cado went to free him on his own.
Things took a truely dire turn in 58, when Cado was unable to free his son, abducted a third time. The goblins finally managed to break the boy's soul, and turned him against his former friends.
At first, Cado accepted his defeat - he had no other option. He occupied his days taking care of his city, and growing it into what is today the biggest center of commerce of the Land of Confinement.
But as he grew older and felt his strenght starting to leave him, the lord felt more and more he would leave the world of Minbazkar with an unsettled score. The rage of impotance built into him slowly.
In 89, in a desperate attempt at getting back to those who had kidnapped his treasured son, he took his axe and ventured alone in enemy territory.
Blinded by rage, he killed as many as he could, going from pit to pit, from fortress to fortress, slaying anything foolish enough to stay in his path. For fifteen years, he lived this life of a blind murderer, full of rage and regret. He was thereon known as Cado Gulfwatched "Fortil Rorecosp"- "Hacks-Swiftly".
Afterward, when he felt his thirst for goblin blood was quenched, he came back to Smomapib. But he was a man no more, but a creature of hell.
Unable to recognize his former subjects, he turned his rage against the kingdom of Xaged-Gil - and was eventually driven off.
After that, the legends lose his track... until now.
The path of murder of Cado Gulfwatched eventually led him, in summer 139, to the outskirts of Watershield. Luckily, this night, no one was outside. The army mobilized and the creature he had become was surrounded quickly. We managed to lop off one of his legs and both his arms.
Birod, son of Uquur and Thrathnu, who had his little brother killed by another werebeast a few years ago, delt the final blow
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ee79/f/2017/316/8/c/die_and_stay_dead_by_number_seventeen-dbtm22a.jpg)
Birod had brother avenged, and Cado Gulfwatched found the peace he was craving for - at last.
*****
Summer was otherwise rather uneventful. Donu went back to training, and Dotep, a young ex-soldier that was maimed a few years earlier, took her place. We're making significant progress on the aquifer, and the first layer is almost completely pierced. Donu herself made progress in her training. Maybe that altercation with Ases was helpful somehow - Thrathnu seems to think so.
Dengusa also came to age, and alongside other kids, joined the boot camp. Now we have a proper military school in our fort. This might not be the childhood all those kids deserve, but we have to make sure the next generation can keep Watershield standing after the day we're gone.
*****
We also received the visit of merchants this summer. As always, we sold our textile, for they seem to have grown a liking of them, and we bought metal and animals - as per usual, but we also learnt quite a lot about the state of the kingdom.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/07ab/f/2017/318/f/e/hold_on_a_second_by_number_seventeen-dbts4kq.jpg)
Brokenbronze had not received any attack for two years, and people are talking about peace. Hairyoracle itself seem to have been made safe. Even the siege on Trumpetknight by the royal troops seems to have been lifted. The kingdom, it seems, is experiencing peace like it rarely did in its history. Wether this calm is temporary, or a prelude to the end of the war, we do not know.
But if it is, we are proud of doing our part.
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Two more dorfings this season ! Sirris (left) is a young archer we're trying to reform, and will be Donu's sparring partner from thereon. Ebkusa (right) is Bolli's daughter, a disciple of Imic and an esteemed member of the knight force. We'll keep an eye on those two.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/918c/f/2017/320/f/8/sirris_by_number_seventeen-dbtwyuh.png)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/801f/f/2017/320/0/6/ebkusa_by_number_seventeen-dbtwyqu.png)
(as a sidenote, drawing Ebkusa made me realize she's not wearing chainmil. Even tho this made her more pleasant to draw, I...think I'll get her one really, really soon)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 16, 2017, 04:30:11 pm
And what kind of were was Cado? You say a beast from Hell and depict him as some kind of creature, but we don't really know what.
Post by: Cathar on November 16, 2017, 04:37:07 pm
Chainmail is easy to draw really, just draw normal clothes and apply texture :D But drawing skin on women is something I tend to like, sue me <_<
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 16, 2017, 04:49:40 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 16, 2017, 05:02:47 pm
It is kind of disappointing when the random werecreature you killed turns out to be a really interesting character in the Legends. Love the story tho.
I'm thinking the next story for Donu will be a mother-daughter talk, so can I get a mood update for Hustra?
Probably won't work on it till next week, but we'll see. Keep up the good work, I much prefer the RP style of play than any type of optimized !FUN!.
Post by: Sir Knight on November 16, 2017, 07:44:37 pm
Dengusa also came to age, and alongside other kids, joined the boot camp. Now we have a proper military school in our fort. This might not be the childhood all those kids deserve, but we have to make sure the next generation can keep Watershield standing after the day we're gone.
Yay! Any idea what Dengusa's first adult beverage was? Or does a human fort mean no alcohol dependency?
(Oh, wait, I'm being forgetful. Children drink booze too, don't they? It's only babies who dehydrate.)
Speaking of it being humans and not dwarves, what's the age for adulthood again?
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 16, 2017, 07:55:48 pm
Truth be told, now that the summer has once again started and that a free batch of recruits came into being trained, I can see that my regiment is aware of my natural strength talent..
Being able to cut swathes into the training dummies. The new recruits look fresh, some of the women even look beautiful, but I don't know if I am even looking for a woman..
But thats not for this story journal..
The trainees seem to be improving alot, so much so that I hope within the next time I write, they shall be in the army...
**it cuts off here as there is a drawing of a man with red hair sitting at a desk with a look of contemplation.
Post by: Cathar on November 16, 2017, 09:25:54 pm
Awesome update!
It is kind of disappointing when the random werecreature you killed turns out to be a really interesting character in the Legends. Love the story tho.
I'm thinking the next story for Donu will be a mother-daughter talk, so can I get a mood update for Hustra?
Probably won't work on it till next week, but we'll see. Keep up the good work, I much prefer the RP style of play than any type of optimized !FUN!.
Actually, I'm kinda glad that the boss fights we have every now and then are not just random dudes, but actually carry a whole lot of history with them. And now I have to live with the knowlege that, somewhere, deep in the south, the descendants of this man are fighting each others. Maybe, one day, if we're very crafty and find a way to build a bridge to the Land of Confinment, we'll visit the kingdom of Xaked-Gil.
For Hustra, I can give you some information, but since she's one of the topic of next update, I don't want to spoil too much (except to say, to my standards that's a huge change thats going to happen)
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Yay! Any idea what Dengusa's first adult beverage was? Or does a human fort mean no alcohol dependency?For alcohol dependancy...yes and no. Human don't need alcohol like dwarves do and are content with water, but alcohol gives them good thoughts. They however acquire dependancy after being confronted with death, and since we're living at the border of the known world...let's say alcohol is a product in high demand.
(Oh, wait, I'm being forgetful. Children drink booze too, don't they? It's only babies who dehydrate.)
Speaking of it being humans and not dwarves, what's the age for adulthood again?
There is also a case to be made in favor of alcohol - with the number of corpses that end up in the brook, I believe drinking from the still is somewhat safer. To use an euphemism.
Adult age for human is the same as dwarves - 12 years old. But humans live much shorter lives (60-120). We drink mostly river spirits, because rope reeds are really, really accessible for us, so it's probably what he drank.
Also ! I need to mention Zefer has been moved to the Knight regiment, to improve his skills further under a better teacher. Trathnu is good, but he's not Imic good.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 16, 2017, 09:42:29 pm
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on November 16, 2017, 10:09:50 pm
Post by: Wolfhunter107 on November 16, 2017, 11:58:42 pm
No problem at all ! As I say pretty much all over the thread, nobody has any duty toward the story. Join in if you want, participate when you want, no obligation at all. Luckily, Puja is still alive, so you're in and will join next update (probably tomorrow).
She just lost her brother Enasm last attack tho, on the fight on the bridge.
Good to know. Do you mind giving me the detailed character pages for Sas and their father? I'd ask for Enasam's, too, but I don't remember if you can get those for someone who's dead. Also, did you ever actually elaborate on what the function of the knight squad RPwise beyond being the human version of the Fortress Guard?
Emotional character story fodder right there. You can show how she reacts to the loss, assuming you're one of us writers.
Yeah, I think I might try doing something with that.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 17, 2017, 10:33:26 am
I doubt that will happen for some time, since that would be a continued drain on CPU power.
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 17, 2017, 12:22:48 pm
She is married to `Zothoabo' Guardedswamps and has 7 children: Donu Kindledtrammel, Duslud Hugshound, Thur Socketlove, `Kiseabo' Shinglevision, Hob Webbedcombined, Ithev Yorefaint and Imo Knitplunge. She is the daughter of Loge Lulledmeal and Sesta Calmstraws.
Wow, 7 children!!! At first, I thought the youngest child's name was Ino. Would it be blasphamy to rename the child Ino after Zotho's god?
I know you said there is stuff planned for the next update, is that the reason you didn't include her cultural values? I usually use that more than mood to try to build a personality. It's fine if you don't want to include it, just curious.
P.S. It's good to see more people getting into their characters and asking for descriptions, histories, and info.... of course, I'm not the one who has to sift through legends to find that stuff. :)
Post by: Cathar on November 17, 2017, 01:25:09 pm
So whatever happened to that were person we had locked up before, I seem to have forgotten and fear to search through 35 pages of material.Valken is still locked up. Still inside this building we fear to open. He's wearing rags and have not ate nor drank for...7 years I believe. I know I should kill him, but I don't have the heart to do that, he's one of the funders of Watershield. Same goes for the vampire Stran. Still locked up awaiting judgement.
Wow, 7 children!!! At first, I thought the youngest child's name was Ino. Would it be blasphamy to rename the child Ino after Zotho's god?
I know you said there is stuff planned for the next update, is that the reason you didn't include her cultural values? I usually use that more than mood to try to build a personality. It's fine if you don't want to include it, just curious.
P.S. It's good to see more people getting into their characters and asking for descriptions, histories, and info.... of course, I'm not the one who has to sift through legends to find that stuff. :)
Of course not, I'll do that now.
Also...I remembered I had backups. So I can give you a full version of Hustra !
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Can I gets a pic of my eldest child? If you have time that is, and yes, the names are good as they come
Well, she's still a two years old, and I already drew her when she was born, she hasn't changed that much. But I can give you her stat sheet :
Spoiler: Ini (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Sothro (click to show/hide)
Good to know. Do you mind giving me the detailed character pages for Sas and their father? I'd ask for Enasam's, too, but I don't remember if you can get those for someone who's dead. Also, did you ever actually elaborate on what the function of the knight squad RPwise beyond being the human version of the Fortress Guard?
The knights are basically Ryukan's henchmen. They are a paramilitary strikeforce whose role is to defend the Prince and his family. They are technically not part of the army, altho they fight alongside it ; and they receive their orders from the Prince directly, whereas the rest of the military obeys to Pathril (who technically obeys to the Prince too, but is supposed to be loyal to the common interest rather than just the crown). The knights are limited to ten members and act as a private police force. In effect however there's not much distinction with the army, except - well - they are not soldiers per say.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/612f/f/2017/201/3/f/striking_demonstration_by_number_seventeen-dbh3rg6.jpg)
Old picture of the knight elite, Imic, Bolli and Therset. Since the death of Therset, Bolli became Imic's right hand.
Spoiler: Bolli (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Sas (click to show/hide)
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 17, 2017, 03:12:52 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 17, 2017, 03:15:49 pm
Donu is going to have a stern talking to from her mother.
Like others in her culture, she is offended by leisure time and leisurely living,
ironically Donu has the same cultural hatred of liesure time, but I've rationalized it by making her offended when other people take leisure time. She's a selfish bratty 12 year old.
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 21, 2017, 02:04:54 pm
“Ugggh, what now? I’m sick of praying to Ino, leave me alone.”
There was a loud cracking sound as the lock splintered off the door, and it slammed open, “DONU! You WILL listen when I speak to you!”
Donu froze, and slowly looked up from her bed, “H-hi mom, what are you doing here?”
After seeing the look of absolute horror on her daughter’s face, Hustra sighed, and lowered her voice, “What have I told you about being a nuisance?”
Donu crawled up into a sitting position on the edge of her bed and began to recite the list of nuisances, “I will not pull my siblings’ hair, I will not poke Duslud’s stumps, I will not hide Duslud’s crutch, or his other toys, I will not eat Thur’s food, I will stop being a bad example to Thur, I will not make fun of Kiseabo’s name.” She paused to take a breath, “I didn’t do any of that!”
Hustra bowed her head in shame and sighed, “Donu, you’re an adult now. No one is going to treat you like a child anymore. That means you have to take responsibility for your actions. Just because you aren’t living with your siblings doesn’t mean you can treat people anyway you want.”
“But-“
“No. You can’t make excuses, that’s part of being an adult. You need to start working, get married, and have a family.”
“I don’t like my job, and they keep putting me in military training, even though I’m not a soldier.”
“You may not be a soldier, but you need to know how to handle yourself in a fight. I have been attacked by a Wereskink, and Duslud was maimed by goblin invaders, if you don’t learn to defend yourself, you could end up dead, and although you keep complaining that we are mistreating you, we do love you, and want you to live a long life.”
Donu mumbled something under her breath.
“What did you say.”
Donu stood up, but couldn’t make eye contact with her monther, as she spoke in monotone, “I will be a responsible adult, and stop annoying people.”
“Good, finish up what you are doing here, and then come to the tavern, that’s how adults handle their issues.”
Donu bowed her head in shame as her mother left the room, and closed the door. After Hustra was gone, Donu scampered to her coffer, removed her journal and began writing furiously…..
(https://i.imgur.com/rjDbEDP.jpg)
Ok mom, I'll behave... *wink* *wink*
Donu’s Diary
7th Galena 139
Dear Diary,
People have been really mean to me recently, so I’m designing a plan to keep them from being mad at me, and get more food, and less training, I call it, Operation Donu Is The Best!!! <3 <3 <3 8) 8) 8)
I guess I should go over the problem before I get to the solution. I got sent underground to work with grumpy old Mr. Jalew (zefer’s dad ::)). You already know about that. All I did was get a little distracted, and now the whole family hates me. Ases crushed a perfectly good apple just to show how mad she was. THEN I get thrown back into military training, and when I complain they sick my mom on me to try to “shape me up.” :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[
If that’s how they want to play, fine, I’ll play their dumb little game. ;) I’ll “take responsibility” and help dad in the hospital. I’ll even volunteer to help Duslud walk around. If that doesn’t work, I’ll cry to mom, and get her to take me on as an apprentice woodcutter. Once I’m outside the walls, it should be pretty easy to ditch work.
Now Diary, you may be asking what is to be gained by slacking off outside the walls where it is dangerous. That’s where phase 2 comes into play. I found out that being in the training squad allows me to carry rations or food and drink. So, I will go to the kitchen, stock up on as many rations as I can carry in my backpack, and once I ditch mom outside the walls, or slip away from dad in the hospital, or leave Duslud on his own, I’ll pop open my backpack full of goodies and enjoy a nice snack. :D :D :D
The hard part will be convincing everyone I am hard at work. Maybe I can convince them to let me work with Mate as a cook’s assistant. I could be the taste tester for his new recipes :) :P
It may seem like I’m stuck in a bad spot, but I won’t give up, I’ll find a way to get them off my back, and then I’ll go back to living the life, and enjoying the wonders of Watershield. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Remember to keep this a secret between me and you, Diary. ;)
Until next time,
Bye Bye <3 :-*
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 21, 2017, 04:08:44 pm
Post by: Dwarfu on November 21, 2017, 04:48:24 pm
“Good, finish up what you are doing here, and then come to the tavern, that’s how adults handle their issues.”
lol
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 21, 2017, 05:46:59 pm
Oh Donu, I almost hope you succeed you little rascal you, I mean your father is a little unreasonable with insisting you get married but otherwise everyone is being fairly...fair. But uh yeah, uh...stick it to The Man!
Actually I think Zotho is kind of a bad parent. Hustra the mother is the one who wants her to get married. But hustra is 28 years old with 7 kids.
I think Zotho is so traumatized by the stuff that happened in his youth he expects everyone/thing he loves to die horribly, so he just lets them do whatever makes them happy. He still loves his kids, but isn't necessarily practicing good parenting letting Donu run around doing whatever she wants. Hustra on the other hand wants her children to be safe, and live long productive lives, so she is harsher on Donu.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 21, 2017, 11:08:52 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 22, 2017, 12:03:29 pm
Muahahahaha! I get a mention in the diary. Crushed a perfectly good apple. I'll crush more than apples next time you fuck up around my dad, twerp. I'll bake you a cake, stick it in front of you, and when you think you're going to get your face pushed in it, I'm just going to pick it up and drop it upside down on the floor.
Of all the terrible things that can happen to a character in Dwarf Fortress, that is the worst.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 22, 2017, 04:51:45 pm
Muahahahaha! I get a mention in the diary. Crushed a perfectly good apple. I'll crush more than apples next time you fuck up around my dad, twerp. I'll bake you a cake, stick it in front of you, and when you think you're going to get your face pushed in it, I'm just going to pick it up and drop it upside down on the floor.
Now this is sig worthy.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 23, 2017, 12:05:30 am
Post by: Cathar on November 23, 2017, 06:32:05 am
Seriously she's adorbs in her own way. By the way : autumn update is almost complete. Maybe tonight ! After that, winter update with Hustrà's miniplot, and then...we'll probably update to the new release.
Also I'm 100% in favor of arranged marriages, for a lot of reasons (peace within the families are one of them). I suggest we wait until she hits some 18, but Zotho's family should have no problem sorting potential suitors in the meantime
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 23, 2017, 10:54:13 am
Post by: Sir Knight on November 23, 2017, 07:30:18 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 23, 2017, 09:21:23 pm
The project of piercing the aquifer goes on, but not as smoothly as I'd have liked. We lost one builder in the process, and couldn't retrieve the corpse, which forced us to postpone the job for weeks, for the time the corpse took to decay and not poison the workers. The deceased was a fisherwoman by the name of Uthret. Drowned...an ironic death for a fisherman, for the gods seem to have a quite morbid sense of humor. Luckily, she was unmarried and left behind neither orphan nor widower.
Nevertheless, we're not going to drink from that aquifer anytime soon, and the sooner we're through it, the better.
In early autumn, the goblins of Osme Stobûb came again. We begin to desperate to see them giving up ; we're slaughtering them by hundreds, yet every year, sometimes twice a year, they come back... this time led by a crossbowman by the name of Nako Jaundicedsin, incidently the son of Ngom Seducedog, we slain some time before. We slain the grandmother, the father and now the son is coming too. Alright.
(https://i.imgur.com/CIRYbTU.png)
Slada, first son of the defunct Rethi-Eli, was the first one to see them. He was coming back from what I assume was a stroll in the forest, and was on the bridge when they came out of it. He raised the alarm, but before the army could assemble, he was already charging at them, alone. He slew a bunch of their vanguard, before he was surrounded.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/7d73/f/2017/324/1/5/enjoy_walking_with_a_crutch_by_number_seventeen-dbuc3n0.jpg)
He received a flail hit that broke his ankle, throwing it on the ground. The enemy then gathered around it, and the poor young man was attacked from all sides.
Luckily, Slada was an excellent fighter, and even totally surrounded, he managed to fend off his attackers long enough for part of the army to arrive.
(https://i.imgur.com/MLFTqt9.png)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/7489/f/2017/327/3/d/keep_going_by_number_seventeen-dbum9qx.jpg)
Mim was and still is the most formidable fighter we have at our disposal. Ever since he lost his wife and kids, he dedicated himself to his training fully - he's as strong as an ox and was personally trained by the father of our axe arts, Commander Stipoth Buttervalley of Brokenbronze. Mim ran through the goblins, held in place by the fierce resistance of Slada, and after he inflicted gruesome losses on their ranks, the rest of the army could charge a totally disorganized enemy troop.
(https://i.imgur.com/8Swfipc.png)
From then on, it was a massacre. Goblins, trolls and beakdogs would flee in terror, only to be caught by our traps or chased by our troops and killed on the ground.
Slada was taken to the hospital soon after our unilateral victory. He was to walk with a crutch for a few months, but without further complication. All things considered, he got off lucky.
This is our ninth victory over the forces of Lomoth, but we are under no illusions we will have to fight them off over and over. They might be stubborn, but so are we, and Watershield is here to stay.
In other news, Donu finally fits in her armor !
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/b322/f/2017/327/8/6/rookies_by_number_seventeen-dbunjac.jpg)
I've been following the training of this child for more than a year now, and Trathnu and I are happy to report she's making excellent progress. She's now a Talented Swordgirl, and for now, the most advanced student of the training captain. Until she's done with her training, in probably half a year or so, she'll assist him in drilling the new recruits. Dengusa, but also Duslud, Sirris and other kids - Turot, Quogb, Erab and Nemen, are now in age of receiving proper training before chosing a career.
Last but not least, when winter came on the calendar, we can proudly state that the first layer of the aquifer has been successfully pierced !
(https://i.imgur.com/wu8YxSs.png)
The second layer might prove more difficult, but we're making substential progress. This is a first time in the world of Minbazkar.
What a time to be alive.
*-*-*-*-*-*
We're closing on our ninth year, and now I feel is a good time to set a limit to Watershield.
For now our objective as are follow :
-Finish the copper outer wall
-Build a number of small houses inside the walls and give homes to most of the families. Those homes should be enough for them to live decently.
- If possible, build Prince Ryukan a proper small castle
- Pierce the aquifer
For Donu, do you wish to change her career? She still have some training to go through, but once she's done, the world is her oister. She doesn't have to be a priestess, she can be pretty much anything. Same goes for Dengusa, as we might need a dedicated weaponsmith and I'm not adverse to train him specifically for this task
Post by: Sir Knight on November 24, 2017, 10:25:39 am
For Donu, do you wish to change her career? She still have some training to go through, but once she's done, the world is her oister. She doesn't have to be a priestess, she can be pretty much anything. Same goes for Dengusa, as we might need a dedicated weaponsmith and I'm not adverse to train him specifically for this task
Oh, there's no actual weaponsmith? If Dengusa has been collecting clutter from the battlefield, then melting, then learning to forge weapons . . . that could be fun.
Post by: Imic on November 24, 2017, 12:16:28 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 24, 2017, 03:41:30 pm
Also, yeah. We're approaching the ten years mark, and we've been in there for more than half a real life year. At some point, we gotta move. BUT also yes, I have a lot of ideas. I want to involve people in a more direct way, and I'm thinking about creating a knight order made of adventurers, each of them played by a different player, and send them on quests in the world. This way, we can create a number of short story, have fun, and explore the lore. And save the kingdom possibly
And yeah, we have weaponsmith, who are, basically craftmen that take the role. But we don't have a true, dedicated, professional weaponsmith, so our gear remains in rather low quality. When Dengusa finishes his training, he can totally fill that role !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 24, 2017, 10:31:44 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 24, 2017, 10:40:53 pm
But if you have an idea about a mini arc about him, I'm very open to suggestion, so I'd draw something else than battles :)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 24, 2017, 11:02:10 pm
Well, Zefer continues his service in the knight squad, alongside his little sister. He's now 19 years old. He participated in the last battle you can see him among the crowd, in the screenshots) and so far, has slain eleven goblins, four trolls and one beakdog. He's also Legendary in most of the combat skills. All in all, he's doing fine.Depends on if you want something....light hearted or what?
But if you have an idea about a mini arc about him, I'm very open to suggestion, so I'd draw something else than battles :)
Post by: Cathar on November 24, 2017, 11:22:55 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 25, 2017, 12:03:36 am
For Donu, do you wish to change her career? She still have some training to go through, but once she's done, the world is her oister. She doesn't have to be a priestess, she can be pretty much anything. Same goes for Dengusa, as we might need a dedicated weaponsmith and I'm not adverse to train him specifically for this task
I'm fine with her becoming a priestess. And now that Duslud is an adult I can focus a bit more on his arc. But I am not against Donu becoming dedicated weaponsmith. I feel like she would enjoy the job a bit more than priestess, lol.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 25, 2017, 08:57:46 am
Post by: Cathar on November 26, 2017, 05:37:59 am
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/6caa/f/2017/330/e/c/fat_babies_by_number_seventeen-dbuwdy7.jpg)
As for Ases, she was...effective. She just shank them ghetto style and it seems to work
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Haspen on November 26, 2017, 05:39:39 am
Ahahahahah.
Post by: Sarrak on November 26, 2017, 07:23:42 am
Actually, is putting me in queue for dorfing possible? Preferably man (woman okay as well), fighter/archer, young and unmarried?
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 26, 2017, 08:50:14 am
And damn, I'm loving that combat log. Ases (I pronounce it Aces.) is an asskicker.
Post by: IndigoFenix on November 26, 2017, 01:00:24 pm
I'd like to be humaned if possible as a socially awkward eccentric who trains exotic war animals and/or makes traps, whichever suits your playstyle better. All his social interactions should involve bluntly stating exactly the wrong thing to say to the listener. Named Digo, I guess?
Post by: Cathar on November 26, 2017, 03:09:31 pm
Also, on names, Ases pretty much explained it. There is no real rule, except it should sound credible as to not to break the fourth wall. Basically, it has to be something identifiable as a name , as opposed for exemple as a forum pseudonym
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 26, 2017, 08:12:42 pm
Aroica is BlueEagle.
Aroeman is BlueBird. Took me a second to figure out how to find bird from blue.
Post by: Cathar on November 26, 2017, 09:01:08 pm
On a minor note, I've been working on your dorfin' designs
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/92e8/f/2017/330/8/9/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz8fp.jpg)
Aaaand on a list of clans for Watershield, for easy reference and to avoid inbreeding by trying to woo a girl that might be a cousin. Luckily, no inbreeding so far in the fortress.
5megs file tho (https://orig00.deviantart.net/3347/f/2017/330/5/2/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz80u.jpg)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 26, 2017, 09:33:26 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 26, 2017, 11:17:49 pm
Diary of Zefer Scribefondled,
It seems that with each passing year I gain a need for protecting my family, my father growing older and still in that aquifer makes me worry that he would be the next cadaver in the water..it was tainted not so long ago by a fisherwoman...another face in Watershield that I seem to fail at protecting, I became a knight not so long ago, more rigorous exercises and the like...my sister is still behind me in the improvement factors...yet my heart swell with pride at every foe she faces gets sliced onto thin fleshy strips... I have noticed that my training has been getting boring and that oddly enough I am far exceeding the expectations of a knight. If maybe soon, I can get my own squad and a fresh batch of recruits to call my soldiers... It is a hopeful dream as much as one that i hold within my beating heart...that someone pierces me with affection...someone that my father or sister could be proud of...
Is that a little much...diary? That I one day have a family of my own? I guess it will be a fleeting dream, after all...I was made to fight and bring pride to Watershields...to Stop a war with these goblins, Dwarves and now...elfin kind. It has been a long day for me.
-Zefer
*There is no artwork here only what seem to be blotches of ink*
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2017, 12:12:55 am
Alright so a few questions before I get to writing, first off who was the "Brother" being mentioned between the three ladies (is like their names as well)? And two, has Zefer the legendary goblin tosser had any of the ladies offering lunch to him? With those out of the way onto writing.
So from left to right in the first pannel, their names would be : Sirris, Donu and Ebkusa. The brother in question would be Sas, who's one of Zefer fellow knights. Also while I don't think Zefer had any luck with the ladies so far, he's in age of being married, and in medieval times, that's what the parents are for. If you wish to propose to a lady, just mention it. Some common sense rules - she must be over eighteen, not blood related (so basically no one from the Jalew or Asin clans) and if the girl in question is either a dorf or the daughter of a dorf, I'll need the consent of its player
Also nice ! Thanks a lot for the writing ! I'll focus a bit more on Zefer
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 01:05:51 am
She shrugged and wiped it clean before sheathing it. She knew swords couldn't talk, and so hadn't expected an answer. She did feel she was getting closer to naming it.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 27, 2017, 01:46:19 am
I thought marriage was a lot more autonomous in this series, Ya know the game would do the marriage itself. Who are all of our dorfed/hooman'd females?Alright so a few questions before I get to writing, first off who was the "Brother" being mentioned between the three ladies (is like their names as well)? And two, has Zefer the legendary goblin tosser had any of the ladies offering lunch to him? With those out of the way onto writing.
So from left to right in the first pannel, their names would be : Sirris, Donu and Ebkusa. The brother in question would be Sas, who's one of Zefer fellow knights. Also while I don't think Zefer had any luck with the ladies so far, he's in age of being married, and in medieval times, that's what the parents are for. If you wish to propose to a lady, just mention it. Some common sense rules - she must be over eighteen, not blood related (so basically no one from the Jalew or Asin clans) and if the girl in question is either a dorf or the daughter of a dorf, I'll need the consent of its player
Also nice ! Thanks a lot for the writing ! I'll focus a bit more on Zefer
Post by: Sarrak on November 27, 2017, 01:59:33 am
Well, IndigoFenix, the choice is yours o/ Digo is fine tho, but if you want to change you still canDesign for Satheth is looking real awesome! Can't wait to see it completed
On a minor note, I've been working on your dorfin' designs
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/92e8/f/2017/330/8/9/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz8fp.jpg)
Aaaand on a list of clans for Watershield, for easy reference and to avoid inbreeding by trying to woo a girl that might be a cousin. Luckily, no inbreeding so far in the fortress.
5megs file tho (https://orig00.deviantart.net/3347/f/2017/330/5/2/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz80u.jpg)
Two questions:
Is it possible to learn some more about him? Maybe slight bits about family?
Who was dorfed as Sirris? I'll reread things, but I did not see any hint on this
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2017, 02:13:18 am
I thought marriage was a lot more autonomous in this series, Ya know the game would do the marriage itself. Who are all of our dorfed/hooman'd females?
So did I... But no. Left to their own devices, people rarely, very rarely marry. Which means in any given fort, without constant migration, the population always tend to zero. In the game, this is counterbalanced by the fact non HF reproduce automatically and therefore produce a steady stream of immigrant, but since we're not taking migrants anymore, organizing marriages is the only way to keep our population growing.
We don't have a lot of dorfed girls in the fort. Basically we have Sirris and Ebkusa, who are both 16. After that, Gorhax, daughter of Haspen, is also 16. Idem and Ases are both blood related to you, so we'll avoid them... and after that, the girls are a bit young. Donu's 14, Nemen and Quogub are 13. Still within the age fork, but we'd have to wait quite a time before thinking about marrying them
She shrugged and wiped it clean before sheathing it. She knew swords couldn't talk, and so hadn't expected an answer. She did feel she was getting closer to naming it.
Ases enjoys fighting way too much :D Thanks a lot for the text. I make no promise but I'll try to have a little arc about her.
Is it possible to learn some more about him? Maybe slight bits about family?
Who was dorfed as Sirris? I'll reread things, but I did not see any hint on this
But of course ! Sathet is the second son of Shebi and Pabbat, a couple of farmers. His older brother, Ethro, is pretty much the last kid to have avoided military school and is now working on the agriculture tower with his parents. He has six other siblings, who are still children.
Sathet is born in Brokenbronze, a wooden fortress on the western border of the kingdom and came in Watershield with his parents when he was six. He comes from a rather unremarkable background, but so do a lot of heroes.
Here's his complete sheet :
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Also, Sirris is dorfed off forum. I have two dorfs off forum, Sirris is one of them - but the player is following the action here too
Post by: Sarrak on November 27, 2017, 02:36:56 am
"Curious and eager to learn" - Felt wonder after learning about biting!
"Is disgusted by merrymakers" - :D
"Moved by art and natural beauty, but is torn by this seeing the whole pursuit of art as a waste" - Hilarious!
A strong tendency towards privacy + low linguistics and social sence = The guy you never realise is around until much later
Amazing agility, spatial and intuition - interesting... I imagine him adopting a dodge-based high mobility combat with feints and sudden finishers. Coupled with acting before thinking and low analytical ability, I really hope he won't run into battle ahead of all others to be massacred
And his dream is a very fitting one for a boy who instead of helping his parents and older brother decided to fight the evil
And him being just 13 effectively puts off any marriage plans until he survives several battles
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2017, 02:55:34 am
Currently, he's training with the rest of the rookies in bootcamp, so he'll still be away from battle for a time. But like Donu, he's quite close to finish his training and chose his career. And since we're thinking about creating a second sword squad, he'll definitely have a place ready for him in the army.
Post by: Sarrak on November 27, 2017, 03:00:38 am
Well, to be fair to him, most of it is his personal values conflicting with what he's been culturally told. So you like art and drinking with friends? We have ways to make you walk straight >:CHeh, yeah, seems likely. And I'm all for him continuing the service. Both his dream and disposition hints that he wants to fight for the better future of himself and everyone else. No merrymaking, tho! It would be totally professional :P
Currently, he's training with the rest of the rookies in bootcamp, so he'll still be away from battle for a time. But like Donu, he's quite close to finish his training and chose his career. And since we're thinking about creating a second sword squad, he'll definitely have a place ready for him in the army.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 27, 2017, 03:09:21 am
(If that's okay with the person that plays as donu)
Also I like how the next generation in Jalew's family could possibly bring an army down.
I also read back to where the old hunting squad got repurposed because the head of the squad got bit by a beak dog....
I gotta say that Zefer decked the fuck out of that beak dog....was he always so strong in the arms?
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/f12a/f/2017/287/0/8/siblings_by_number_seventeen-dbqlaob.png)
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2017, 03:33:17 am
Also yeah, Zefer always was way stronger than the average human. A human has 1K in strengh, Zefer had something like 1.8K when he was an archer. Training just made him into a beast. He's way, way more effective with a sword
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 09:22:03 am
Although two points: 1. Donu hasn't been dorfed, she's just a character of focus for Megaman, who plays her dad.
2. I don't think Zothoabo has an issue with Ases "bullying" Donu. The girl was a lazy shirker and the bullying was in response to that threatening a miner who happened to be our dad. Totally understandable. Now that Donu's actually working the bullying will stay at bay unless she totally fucks up and endangers another person's life.
At that point, it won't be cake hitting the floor.
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2017, 11:54:13 am
Last thing I want is to treat that like a serious issue. From where I stand, Ases is clearly in the wrong (this is definitely not proper behaviour from someone representing the authority), but from a roleplay aswell as from a practical standpoint, I see more value in defusing the situation than in making the argument.
Also Ases really needs to get shitfaced. She's way too serious for a sixteen years old. Let's throw a party and make her drink until she's singing the tune of the meandering larks while rolling under the table
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 12:01:27 pm
??? From an RP perspective in this game, what Ases did was RIGHT. You get a fucking hammer to the face just for breaking a mandate by a noble to either make something or not trade it away. If you're actually directly responsible for the death of another? Same deal. A hammer to the face a few times and if you survive it, a jail sentence. In the humans' case that might not be so, but all we've got for codes right now is the dwarven one and whatever we wanna write for the races we play as.
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2017, 12:04:51 pm
??? From an RP perspective in this game, what Ases did was RIGHT.
I see no point in having this argument. Drop it.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 12:06:42 pm
Post by: Sarrak on November 27, 2017, 12:27:12 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 27, 2017, 01:44:35 pm
ZEFER ...ATTEMPT TO SEDUCE THE CHEIF DOCTOR'S DAUGHTER
(If that's okay with the person that plays as donu)
Also I like how the next generation in Jalew's family could possibly bring an army down.
I'm 100% ok with this. I actually thought about having a journal entry where Donu fawns over Zefer, but she is/was really opposed to romance (possibly because she is/was 12 years old). My plan for the next journal is Donu and her brother Duslud, and after that, I might throw some hints that she is starting to fancy Zefer.
2. I don't think Zothoabo has an issue with Ases "bullying" Donu. The girl was a lazy shirker and the bullying was in response to that threatening a miner who happened to be our dad. Totally understandable. Now that Donu's actually working the bullying will stay at bay unless she totally fucks up and endangers another person's life.
At that point, it won't be cake hitting the floor.
What dad wouldn't have an issue with someone bullying their daughter.... but I don't think he knows. I think Donu realized she messed up, and complained to her diary, but kept it secret from everyone else. Even if Zotho did find out, he would probably try to get them in a room together and talk it out. (And I don't think either of them want that).
edit: I"m going to mention it in my next journal, but in-case you haven't finished the next season, I figure I'll mention it here as well.... I don't think Duslud should be put in military training. With his injuries, I feel like he should go straight to the library to become a scribe.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 02:04:57 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 27, 2017, 02:13:00 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 27, 2017, 02:16:48 pm
Alright, it's official. Ases must have overreacted. I THOUGHT it was the right thing to do considering the girl was given a dangerous job and was risking a flood by not doing it properly. If it was really as big an issue as I thought it was, a responsible father probably would have told her outright, "if somebody gets hurt because of you, I'm throwing you to their kids and patching up what they leave behind." Fuck, it's what my own dad would probably have done.
Didn't mean to call you out on this. When I read it, I thought it was a funny story that showed Donu's stupidity has consequences. In my mind, Ases threat made that clear, and Donu understands she messed up. The fact that she only complained in her journal is her version of admitting guilt (in a weird, circular 12 year old girl kind of way).
I just wanted to point out that Zothoabo would probably make the whole thing more uncomfortable for both parties, and inadvertantly proved my point, lol.
no hard feelings, I appreciate all the lore posts.
edit:
Also I like how the chief doctor is actually following "Do no harm"
Ironically, that was not as intended, lol.
I normally like playing military characters, but this time, I wanted someone who was just as capable of murder (maybe even more so) but a civilian... basically go the whole mad scientist/serial killer angle..... then I read his backstory and mood and went the exact opposite direction. XD
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 02:24:40 pm
Post by: IndigoFenix on November 27, 2017, 03:23:05 pm
Well, IndigoFenix, the choice is yours o/ Digo is fine tho, but if you want to change you still can
On a minor note, I've been working on your dorfin' designs
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/92e8/f/2017/330/8/9/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz8fp.jpg)
Hah, I like it!
Post by: Sir Knight on November 27, 2017, 08:51:04 pm
So I don't mean to shirk or anything, after having gotten myself into the story. I would totally narrate if I could. Perhaps it will be easier to follow, indeed, once adventurers are off again. (Still enjoying it as-is.)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 27, 2017, 10:20:28 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 27, 2017, 10:25:09 pm
Post by: Sarrak on November 28, 2017, 12:57:13 am
I've started writing Satheth journal and stumbled on a few questions:
-) Does he have any good friends/annoying grudges?
-) Does he have any writing skills (not likely, but still - polishing them could become an interesting sub-quest)
-) Does he have time window to pray? (his thoughts state he is distracted by it; being too busy training is fine - I'm interested if regular praying is still possible for actively training fort members)
Post by: Cathar on November 28, 2017, 07:08:46 am
From where I stand, Donu lazying at her work is seen with the same healthy suspiscion as Ases threatening Donu with violence. Not a big deal, but something to be kept in check, typically the kind of thing that is to be shifted under the rug. This kind of thing happen every now and then, and if we start executing people for this kind of stuff, we'd run out of heads to cut really quickly. And we can't afford this, because we're on a mission for the kingdom.
Optionally, if she feels she needs to slap Donu, she can. This kind of thing happen every now and then, Pearlites love to brawl, Donu included. I see no problem in that, it's culturally appropriate, as long as people know when to stop. Brawling is a thing, murder is a completely other domain.
That said, on other stuff ; I'll wait for Zotho to give his formal response to Zefer (my suggestion is to speak of bethrowal rather than marriage, Donu is still very young), and I want to draw something about this before we move on. Feel free to ask any information you need !
Is it possible to get overview of Mong Kima pantheon? We currently know more about self-named "gods" than about "real" ones.
I've started writing Satheth journal and stumbled on a few questions:
-) Does he have any good friends/annoying grudges?
-) Does he have any writing skills (not likely, but still - polishing them could become an interesting sub-quest)
-) Does he have time window to pray? (his thoughts state he is distracted by it; being too busy training is fine - I'm interested if regular praying is still possible for actively training fort members)
The gods of Mong Kima pretty much represent the facets of the life of the Pearlites.
Ino Sweetdecent, The Leafy Armor, Goddess of agriculture, oaths and loyalty. I assume her to be a sort of Gaia figure
Edri the Friendly Slaves, God of Labor, Craftmanship and Healing. Basically the god of everything men produce. I imagine him to be Ino's husband.
Sabu Virtusearch, god of fishes and justice, god of sailors, knights and soldiers.
So basically the most prayed gods are what most of people do ; we have a god for peasants, a god for craftmen and a god for sailors.
Bastsan, The Rapidity of Champions, god of Thunder, Wealth, Jewels and Minerals. A minor god for those who work in mines I assume.
And the
Gogol Deathphantom, god of suicide
Pasmug, goddess of jealousy
Now about Satheth :
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/2d2b/f/2017/331/1/4/schoolboys_by_number_seventeen-dbv3azm.jpg)
Satheth have a very, very strong relation with his mother, and have kept a good impression of people he met when he was a little child, back when he was at Brokenbronze. He knows Zothoabo from there.
His best friend in the fort seems to be one of Rethi-Eli's daughters, ispo facto Digo's sister, a girl his age called Nemen. He has also good relationship with people from the bootcamp. He's in friendly terms with Donu, Sirris and Duslud and has good vibes with Dengusa, altho the two don't know each other very much yet.
No grudges as far as I can tell. So far he has no writing skills, but he's a competent speaker and has some knowledge about a variety of poetic forms. Altho writing is something he can learn really easily. Also no, the bootcamp is pretty much an extremely intensive school, training is pretty much all you do. However you do sleep in the common room with the civilians, and eat in the "mead hall" in the second top floor of the fortress with them, the rest of the time is just training.
Wow, I really want to contribute, but I feel very much out of my element. I just can't keep enough characters straight.
No problem ! If you wish, I can focus a short update on your character and who he knows. Dengusa himself don't know a lot of people, he doesn't have a lot of faces to remember, and since already two of them (Donu and Satheth) are dorfed and training with him, that should be enough. It's okay not to know litterally everyone.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 28, 2017, 07:27:21 am
Even if we'd kept discussing it, I wouldn't have been immature about it. I'm not that kind of guy. Just would have kept pointing out cultural points that justified the action. Though they really wouldn't have been appropriate since Toady made this game to be highly customizable. Pretty much whoever is running the game at any given time is a God in their own right within its boundaries.
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on November 28, 2017, 08:51:12 am
Well, IndigoFenix, the choice is yours o/ Digo is fine tho, but if you want to change you still canIIRC Lemann was Uquur's uncle, right?
On a minor note, I've been working on your dorfin' designs
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/92e8/f/2017/330/8/9/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz8fp.jpg)
Aaaand on a list of clans for Watershield, for easy reference and to avoid inbreeding by trying to woo a girl that might be a cousin. Luckily, no inbreeding so far in the fortress.
5megs file tho (https://orig00.deviantart.net/3347/f/2017/330/5/2/eh_by_number_seventeen-dbuz80u.jpg)
Is he far enough removed to not be in her clan, or should he be in there?
Also, if there's any unmarried women or widows of his age, Lemann would probably like to get married. As the main trader of the fortress, he should have at least some wealth. He won't be someone to work for the sake of making himself rich, no, he'd rather pass on whatever wealth he accumulates to a child he's fathered.
Post by: Sir Knight on November 28, 2017, 10:25:06 am
Wow, I really want to contribute, but I feel very much out of my element. I just can't keep enough characters straight.
No problem ! If you wish, I can focus a short update on your character and who he knows. Dengusa himself don't know a lot of people, he doesn't have a lot of faces to remember, and since already two of them (Donu and Satheth) are dorfed and training with him, that should be enough. It's okay not to know litterally everyone.
Well, that depends on how much of your update time you want to spend on the scribes, priests, and crafters of the town, when you've got plenty of violence and bloodshed you could be illustrating. You'd talked about expanding your options, though, which is a large part of why I offered up a non-military-focused character. But I certainly wouldn't ask you to "focus" on my own character: you've got all the scribes, priests, and so on, all of whom could be doing what they do for your drawing entertainment.
Which is a long way of saying "have fun."
Post by: Sarrak on November 28, 2017, 10:28:45 am
Entry 3.3
Already a year has passed since my father fell to goblin assault. I remember him being a calm man, averse to violence. Brother Ethro is the same. Talented with plants, farming and all that. Despising war just like father. But war does not listen to their wishes... One must stand tall and protect those who want to live a peaceful life. A year ago, I decided - it will be my duty.
Training with seasoned veterans is great, I always learn new exciting things. Even after all demonstrations, I'm still amazed after learning some intrica-ces (?) of the combat. Just to think biting could be so effective! Well, it is last resort only, but still! Biting!
I'm glad about making new aqaint-ces (?) and training beside my friends. Donu is easily distracted and self-centered, but easy to be around. Sirris is good with sword and pret*ink stain* deadly, I guess? And Nemen… Uh… A twin sister of sorts? We understand each other quite well, after all.
The rigro-s (?) training is eating up all time. I do not have enough even for praying to Edri about my family well-being. Hopefully, ma and Ethro will watch over young trouble-makers.
My handwriting is still messy. May improve with time, but I'm not looking forward being embarrassed by someone reading this. Maybe I should ask Ser or Saren for some advice in the future?
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 28, 2017, 10:33:06 am
Post by: Sarrak on November 28, 2017, 10:46:09 am
Did we ever find out who one punch kid was? He needs to be put under rigorous exercises so he can tap into his abilities.Exactly because adults were unable to uncover his identity, they are now training all the kids in the art of war. "Surviving sudden ambush'? Bullshit! They want one punch kid to surface and lead humanity to victory against ancient megabeasts, hordes of demons and lesser enemies. Sadly, for him, it seems to be "just a hobby".
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 28, 2017, 11:21:24 am
Adventure Log of Satheth
Bravo! I feel bad for assuming Donu could write, lol. That was a really entertaining journal entry, keep it up!
That said, on other stuff ; I'll wait for Zotho to give his formal response to Zefer (my suggestion is to speak of bethrowal rather than marriage, Donu is still very young), and I want to draw something about this before we move on. Feel free to ask any information you need !
I'm thinking it may be a 3 part arc for Donu and Zefer to potentially get together. So it may take a year in-game for Zothoabo to come to a decision.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 28, 2017, 11:26:59 am
"What's up, sis?"
"You thinking of finding a wife and making a family?"
"Yeah. I'm thinking about it. Why?"
Ases took a good, hard look at her brother and pulled a piece of folded up paper from her pocket. She tossed it to him. He caught it and looked up as she walked away, waving and saying, "see you around, bro."
Zefer unfolded the paper and read it. In neat block lettering it said, "in the event that I fall in battle, I leave all my possessions to my big brother Zefer and his family.
P.S. Bro, if my sword gets stuck in an enemy when I die, kill the monster and take it back, will ya?"
Zefer held back tears and watched his sister's retreating back. "I didn't even know you could write."
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 28, 2017, 11:32:45 am
I'm thinking it may be a 3 part arc for Donu and Zefer to potentially get together. So it may take a year in-game for Zothoabo to come to a decision.Sounds good, whenever you want to start I'll write "response" diary entry.
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 28, 2017, 03:21:50 pm
21st Sandstone 139
Dear Diary……
Operation Donu Is The Best was a COMPLETE failure. :( :( :( Captain Thratpin has been running me ragged with training so much I haven’t had time to eat. The only bright spot of the season is that apparently I’m an “advanced student” now. Not like they feed “advanced students” more than regular students. :'( :'( :'(
I never thought I would be happy to become a priestess. But if this training keeps up, I’ll end up like Ases… if anyone needs to get married it’s her. Then I could make fun of her babies…. Although, her babies will probably be ripped. They’ll probably pop out ready to shank a bunch of goblins to death…. Maybe it’s better if she doesn’t get married. ???
Last time I saw dad, he said Duslud will be joining the squad soon, I can’t wait to show him all the new moves I’ve learned. There’s no way I’m going to let him take it easy after all the bullshit Thratpin put me through. >:( ;D
I want to write more diary, but I’m so tired…. and hungry… and sober. I’ll be sure to write more next season.
Bye Bye, :-* :-* :-*
Donu.
(https://i.imgur.com/gZZnVeJ.png)
When last we saw Duslud
The Next Day –
“HEYYYY DUSLUD!!!” Donu shouted, running to her brother and snatching him up into a bear hug as he limped through the doorway.
“Owwwww, stop it Donu!”
“Aren’t you happy to see your big sister?” She said after dropping him unceremoniously on the ground next to his crutch.
“No, you’re a nuisance.” Duslud replied as he crawled back onto his feet.
“Little lobster’s in a bad mood today? Don’t worry, I’ll whip you into shape.” (Author note: Dulsud translates to Lobster) Donu grabbed a training sword from the nearby weapon rack, “ready to become a hero Duslud?”
“I just want to get this over w-“
*SMACK* Duslud’s response was cut short when Donu lunged forward, striking his crutch out from under him.
“Ow, stop it Donu!”
“I’m your teacher, you have to call me Sir now…… er…. Well…. Ma’am, yeah call me ma’am.”
“Ok, sir.” Duslud chuckled on the floor for a bit, then shrunk back as Donu raised her sword in anger.
“DONU, stand at attention, NOW!”
“uuuggghhh captain Thratpin is back” Donu sneered and rolled her eyes down at Duslud
“WHAT did you just call me?!”
“Sir, I called you Sir, Sir!” She shouted, turning and snapping to attention.
“You better, put that sword away and start your warmup, you may be an advanced student, but you are far from combat ready.”
“Yes sir” Donu sighed and began her warmup exercises in the other room.
After Donu left, Thrathnu helped Duslud to his feet and appraised his new student.
“So you’re missing a hand, and have nerve damage in your legs? I don’t think you’ll ever be combat ready, but I can do my best to make sure you are physically fit for fortress life. Take a lap around the barracks and report back to me, first thing we need to do is improve your crutch walking.”
“Yes sir,” Duslud intoned and began limping towards the door.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 28, 2017, 06:59:26 pm
Post by: Malfinal on November 28, 2017, 07:22:14 pm
today i aid the Riverguard with the war against the elves, i plan on using the gift i received form you and craft a fort to protect my new friends. Pathril is quite the man to look up to, i often find myself chatting with him about the land mostly of the lack of snow and the freshly scent of spring.
once i found a good spot i setup a temporary workshop as request by our party leader Thakom , though it been some time since i seen her it worries me, the others have been on guard even those who bring me lumber so i may begin and because of you i able to quick molding the wood as you showed me in my dreams, crafting a place for us to rest in as quickly as i can, but there is much work to be done before i can take a break , one project was the hanging garden though i know nothing of farming i put my trust in Xetan and Idla. speaking of Idla he seems to being watching Pathril with longing, though it may be odd it is amusing and hope the best for him.
Father
we have some new arrives today and some with families, i soon hope to become a father maybe once the fort is complete i will marry. i will need to begin making homes for these families sharing a room with everyone will and eating as we come and go will not suit well in the long term as Pathril ask to begin plans on there homes.
father
it been over a year since we started this fort it now has three floor, time almost seems at a stand still here all the days look alike but we move on, we still have work to day , i was visted by Idla he seem distress since he hasn't been spending time with Pathril, i assure him that all will be fine and wish Idla the best. others in the fort have been commenting on my work as legendry all thanks to you father
we have more arrives and i gain an apprentice Thrathnu , i look forward to teaching them everything i can, though they might not be able to mold the wood as you and i can.
dear father
a few nights go the fort was attack not be elves or goblins but by a wereskink the fort guard were able to kill the beast but not before it infrected me and a other a child name Ilpi, with my injury and Thrathnu help we built a doorless house traping me and the child, i didn't not loose any limb but the child lost his hand, he seems to sleep most of the time and cry himself to sleep. i promise the lad that once this over we can go on a adventure outside the fort to fight the evles , he seem to like that idea.
father
the child has died i killed him, on the night we transform it seems he took long to turn then me and once he fully turn i killed him as there is a dead wereskink and it not me so must be the child i am unsure what to do as i reported to Pathril.
it been three months since i reported to pathril and each time i turn i feel as if i age more i sound as if i'm over 200 now and i haven't eaten in the longest time i really need a drink.
Pathril has told me they had a meeting about me and a vampire they captured for now it undecided, but since i trun every month i been helpful keeping track of time in this timeless forest, i am very unsure about my role any more the corpse has started to rot as well.
it been nine years since then. i must thank you father for this fort that i help build is protecting my friends and other families, and praying to you has kept my mind sharp for these years i will not break down, for one day i might be needed once more.
dear father
today i aid the Riverguard with the war against the elves.....
ooc: hello this is valken/sirris dorf i finally join the forum and all these dairy and journal writing really made me want to write something for valken even though he has a short history and boring life in the fort now. and donu is cutest in fort i want her to be best friends with sirris ◔ ᗜ ◔
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 28, 2017, 10:32:41 pm
And I was wondering what you'd take from that, Zefer. :P
Post by: Cathar on November 28, 2017, 10:36:30 pm
Is he far enough removed to not be in her clan, or should he be in there?
Also, if there's any unmarried women or widows of his age, Lemann would probably like to get married. As the main trader of the fortress, he should have at least some wealth. He won't be someone to work for the sake of making himself rich, no, he'd rather pass on whatever wealth he accumulates to a child he's fathered.
No, you're absolutely right, Lemann should be in there. It's just a big fat WIP for now, and it takes a lot of work to cover everyone. For practical purposes, what I did was work from dorfed individuals and make family trees out of their direct parents (up and down). Since Lemann is the brother of Uquur's mother, he got lost in translation, but alongside others, he'll be there in the next version.
As for marriage, I don't think there's a woman his age, but I'll scan more carefully. Worst case scenario, your closest legator would be the last child alive of Uquur, namely Birod. He wouldn't be a direct descendant, but very close enough. Being the elder of that little clan, you can pretty much decide on it in my books.
Even if we'd kept discussing it, I wouldn't have been immature about it. I'm not that kind of guy.
It's my fault for not following my own stance of always assuming the best motivations behind people and I'm sorry for that. If it's any excuse, I've seen project fail for (far) less than that and it makes me very nervous. I once got kicked out of an association because I couln't respond fast enough, being on a trip for another, good times :D
Thanks a lot to Zotho, Zefer, Satheth and Ases and Sirris for their posts, gives me a lot of material I'll be now working on. Also want to give Dengusa and Lemann some airtime. I'll see if I can merge some of those. Autumn 139 will be eventful !
Post by: Asin on November 28, 2017, 11:43:58 pm
Post by: Sarrak on November 29, 2017, 12:02:56 am
Post by: Cathar on November 29, 2017, 12:24:39 am
(What did I miss?)
So...Your last post was on page 17, three years ago, right before the insane fight with Osme Stobûb cavalry... And a lot of things happened. Here's what immediately concerns Asin :
Lot of fights against goblins, which is our new normal now. We encountered Wulemaapasi elves for the first time. Prince Ryukan got married and had three children. Your own children are growing up, your elder daughter, Idem, is now considered a hero after saving Zothoabo's second son.
Your third son, Dengusa, has been dorfed and is now training in the bootcamp.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 29, 2017, 09:54:21 am
Post by: Sarrak on November 29, 2017, 10:07:38 am
In Satheth case, family seems like a distant possibility. He is still too much of a child, even if he views female peers with growing interest (Sirris is coming on top, btw :P). At least two or three years or a life-changing experience should happen before he gives it more thought
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 29, 2017, 10:45:21 am
If one of her nieces or nephews shares that goal, however, she might just take that one under her wing instead.
Post by: Sarrak on November 29, 2017, 10:54:13 am
Post by: Cathar on November 29, 2017, 11:11:00 am
Also, are you kidding, I like Ases a lot, she's one of my favourite character. Not a snowball in hell chance I'm letting her die like that. Tho it's okay if she doesn't get married, she'll be a pastry nanny, I'm sure.
Post by: Sarrak on November 29, 2017, 11:21:02 am
And Ases should totally follow this advice
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 29, 2017, 12:28:36 pm
Also, if said general doesn't kick the bucket before we end this campaign, I am totally suggesting your next adventurer hunt down the son of a bitch and end him manually. For irony points, kill a necromancer, take their slab, and beat him to death with it.
Or if we want to really fuck with the country, get a slab, and give it to him . . .
ETA: If she goes for anyone, it should be one of three people: A farmer, a scholar, or Duslud. Little guy is a testament to the horrors we're facing, and he still goes on living and doing his best. Plus his father is the local doctor. If anyone's going to bring up good little peacemakers, it'd be him.
Post by: Cathar on November 29, 2017, 12:51:10 pm
And again, there is absolutely no obligation for Ases to get married at any point, it's just an option and you can always change your mind. Plus drawing murdergirl being randomly hit on by various guys is something I very well intend to draw
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 29, 2017, 01:01:16 pm
Diary of Zefer Scribefondled
It has come to my attention that my sister approves of me finding a family for myself, that if she were to fall in battle...her possessions come into my posession...but I have to stress that she should find herself a family as well. Although...i am proud of her...i didn't know she could actually write to be honest with myself.
Another topic is that of someone that has yanked at my heart-strings for some time now, Donu...daughter of the Chief Doctor in Watershield, a scary thought all the same, has caught my eye for some time now. I suppose that I should talk to her, get to know her better than just training and have her instructor beat the snot out of her. I could take him in a sparring match, an instructor should have a firm hand and calm tone when teaching a new recruit or advanced student with the blade.
*There is a picture of a young man with red hair, he is sitting there meditating over a sword, a price of parchment in his hand*
As a side note can I get Zefer's mood and recent kills if there was any.
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 29, 2017, 01:08:02 pm
dear father
today i aid the Riverguard with the war against the elves, i plan on using the gift i received form you and craft a fort to protect my new friends. Pathril is quite the man to look up to, i often find myself chatting with him about the land mostly of the lack of snow and the freshly scent of spring........
I'm not going to lie... when I first started reading I was like, "Who is this random person I've never heard of before?" then I got to the end, and felt terrible for forgetting Valken's sacrifice. Awesome story, thanks for contributing.
ooc: hello this is valken/sirris dorf i finally join the forum and all these dairy and journal writing really made me want to write something for valken even though he has a short history and boring life in the fort now. and donu is cutest in fort i want her to be best friends with sirris ◔ ᗜ ◔
I got you ;)
Post by: Imic on November 29, 2017, 01:10:02 pm
After several minutes, he leaned back. He picked up a letter from his table, and threw it in the fire.
He got up, and went back to drilling the soldiers.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on November 29, 2017, 01:34:44 pm
Ases stared at Slada over top of her sword. She looked down at the sword. "What do you think of that impression of you, sword?" Ases looked back up at a now slightly freaked out Slada.
"I think it's too low pitched." Slada started backing up. That reply came out in a falsetto, and Ases lips hadn't moved. Slada was too distracted to see her throat moving, and he started fearing the crazy lady with the talking sword.
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" Slada started to turn around to run and fell over himself. Ases just burst out laughing.
"Man, that was too easy." Ases looked back down at her sword. "But seriously, I really should name you. I can't keep tagging the corpses of my kills with property of sword all the time."
Post by: Megaman_zx on November 29, 2017, 03:23:35 pm
ooc: hello this is valken/sirris dorf i finally join the forum and all these dairy and journal writing really made me want to write something for valken even though he has a short history and boring life in the fort now. and donu is cutest in fort i want her to be best friends with sirris ◔ ᗜ ◔
I got you ;)
So, I got Sirris and Valken mixed up, so when you said you wanted Donu to be friends with Sirris, I thought you were asking for Donu to be friends with Valken. By the time I realized my mistake, it was too late, and I already had the idea for a story. I'll try to include something about Sirris in Donu's next diary entry, in the meantime, here's a short side story about Donu and Valken.
Donu wandered across the drawbridge into the forest surrounding Watershields. “Mom! Mom! I’m supposed to tell you –“ She stopped and held her stomach as it growled loudly. “Why couldn’t they make Duslud do this? He’s supposed to be training his walking isn’t he?”
Donu wandered around the fort, kicking over small rocks and bushes in an attempt to find something tasty to munch on. Her wandering was cut short by a raspy voice, “Please, if you can hear me, give me some water.”
“um, Ok.” Donu walked around the small wooden box/house looking for a door. “Hey, there’s not a door here, what’s up with that?”
“It’s for the best, it’s not safe for me to be around others.”
“I’ll have you know I’m basically a soldier, I can handle a lone goblin…. Probably”
“I’m not one of those, I am a human, like you, but cursed to prowl the night as a wereskink.”
“If you came to attack Watershields, you belong in a cage, my mom almost got eaten by a filthy wereskink.”
“I didn’t come to attack Watershields,” rasped the voice, “I’m one of the founders!”
“If you’re a founder, how come I’ve never heard of you?”
“You’ve never heard of Valken, the carpenter? I raised the first walls of Watershield!”
“Valken?” Donu paused, lost in thought, “Didn’t you die when I was like….five?”
A raspy sigh emanated from the wooden wall, “I guess it’s best the people believe that, it is an easy lie to swallow.”
“So, I guess you need someone to update you on what’s been happening in Watershields, I’m pretty important, the Prince Ryukan made an appearance at my 12 year old birthday.” Donu folded her legs and sat down against the wooden wall of Valken’s Prison. “Although, he wasn’t there for my thirteenth birthday. I should submit a petition to make my birthday a fortress holiday. No working on Donu Day! Everyone must prepare delicious food and drinks for Donu!”
“That sounds like a wonderful idea child.”
“We could play games like pin the hand on the lobster, and surgery…. We could dress up Captain Thrathnu and make him into a Pinata.”
“Do you dislike Thrathnu?”
“Yeah, he’s the worst, I like to call him Captain Thratpin!”
Valken’s laugh sounded more like a cackle through his parched throat, but Donu chuckled along, “That’s good. I trained Thrathnu back in the day. But it sounds like he’s grown to become a pain.”
“If you were still around, I bet you would let me eat as much as I want.”
“Right now, I feel like I would.”
“Donu, I heard you calling my name earlier, what’s wrong this time?” Hustra marched towards Donu out of the brush.
Donu stood up, and collected herself, “Oh, I was supposed to tell you we have enough wood, or something like that.”
“Something like that?” Hustra sighed and put her hands on her hips, “I’ll ask the manager what to do. Next time, try to remember the message you are supposed to deliver.”
“Yes mom,” Donu rolled her eyes as her mother turned and began walking away. After she left, Donu turned back to the wooden wall, “I’ll try to come back again, next time I want to hear some dirt on Thrathnu.”
For the first time in a while, Valken smiled in the darkness, “Ok Donu, I’ll do that.”
Post by: Imic on November 29, 2017, 03:40:44 pm
"Hoi, who are you?"
"I'm giving Imic his letters."
"Letters? From whom?"
"Idunno, his Brother, I think. Anyway, gotta go."
He dropped the letter in, and ran off again.
Thratnu began to walk back to the training grounds. He had never thought much about the middle aged soldier who spent most of his time Drilling the Riverguard, but this news piqued his interest.
"Imic has a brother?..."
"More importantly, Imic has a family?"
Post by: Malfinal on November 29, 2017, 06:19:13 pm
daw donu is just the sweetest talking to an old man, she earn some yummy snacksooc: hello this is valken/sirris dorf i finally join the forum and all these dairy and journal writing really made me want to write something for valken even though he has a short history and boring life in the fort now. and donu is cutest in fort i want her to be best friends with sirris ◔ ᗜ ◔
I got you ;)
So, I got Sirris and Valken mixed up, so when you said you wanted Donu to be friends with Sirris, I thought you were asking for Donu to be friends with Valken. By the time I realized my mistake, it was too late, and I already had the idea for a story. I'll try to include something about Sirris in Donu's next diary entry, in the meantime, here's a short side story about Donu and Valken.
For the first time in a while, Valken smiled in the darkness, “Ok Donu, I’ll do that.”
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Post by: Malfinal on November 29, 2017, 08:46:15 pm
some silly moments after training with sirris, donu and Ebkusa they seem to be good pals to me -w-
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on November 29, 2017, 10:01:34 pm
Post by: Sarrak on November 30, 2017, 01:02:53 am
I really like this silly style of yours :oSpoiler (click to show/hide)
some silly moments after training with sirris, donu and Ebkusa they seem to be good pals to me -w-
I also find it funny that Donu looks like a halfling despite being around same height as other two. Sirris keeps on par with tall Ebkusa thanks to standing hair, but Donu does not have such advantage!
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on November 30, 2017, 01:10:12 am
Post by: Cathar on December 01, 2017, 01:05:37 am
So about Ases and Donu :
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0e73/f/2017/333/0/0/brooding_by_number_seventeen-dbvahrh.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/25fb/f/2017/334/a/9/the_chained_immortal_by_number_seventeen-dbvdqyf.jpg)
Also...there's a special someone in Imic's past relations that very well might be trading letters with him. Whether or not this is the person I'm thinking about, I want to make a page about Imic past, then we'll move on if it's okay !
For Zefer, I'll give a complete breakdown of his mood after the winter update not to drag things for too long if it's okay. For the haircolors of pearlites, the most common colors are brown and shades of red and orange. Some people have, much more rarely, blueish or even more uncommonly, pitch black hairs but this is probably due to outside kingdom ancestry. They skin is however always pale taupe, their eyes always ecru. Their hairstyle is usually extremely long, but some of the youngsters like to have them cut a bit shorter, tho it remains a somewhat rare practice.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 01, 2017, 02:37:47 am
Post by: Sarrak on December 01, 2017, 02:42:33 am
I like how Cathar has put so much detail into the world and town, noticing every fine and tiny detail about the inhabitants that make it such a loveable universe. Straight down to those blue skinned goblins we all love-hate or the men that wrestle alligators straight up. I have to say it...This story should get nominated into the hall of fame.It was. Two or three times. But Cathar requested to be left out of HoL until he is gone/finishes the saga. Pity, but so much more reason for us to help him craft a true masterpiece!
Also, damn great Valken! Although he does not look like 200 or even 80. Strong old badass.
Post by: Imic on December 01, 2017, 04:03:37 am
"So then. He's dead after all. All that ambition, to build a great city, all worn down into a pile of old papers and some note in a book of tax records somewhere."
He looked around.
Someone moved outside the doorway just out of hus sight.
He looked back. He took all of the blueprints and plans, folded them up, and put them back in the letter. He put the letter on the mantlepiece of his fireplace, before staring into the fireplace until he finally fell asleep.
Cathar, could you possibly show me Imic's character sheet and his relations?
Post by: Cathar on December 01, 2017, 07:55:40 am
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 01, 2017, 08:00:45 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on December 01, 2017, 08:47:15 am
"What are you making?"
- it could be augmented with a trapdoor, or alternatively a rope to trip up the victim. He would have to check with the weavers if they had anything appropriate. Some of his earlier models employed spiderwebs to great success, but he scrapped them when he realized that such designs simply didn't scale up, unless the giant spiders he sometimes heard the dwarves talking about were real.
"What is it? Some kind of puzzle box?"
"A model for a trap." For the time being, a thread would suffice. He picked up the cage containing one of his test subjects, a brown rat, moving it out of the way. It wasn't a perfect subject, but at least it would test the trigger concept.
"My dad says that traps are for cowards. Mong Kima doesn't need traps. We have strong fighters."
He gave the trigger a quick once-over, tapping it twice. The cage twitched, but failed to fall. Marking a spot on the ground with a bit of charcoal, he tightened the pulleys a little more. "We can't rely on fighters to protect us. There are too many enemies."
"Shut up! Do you know how many goblins my dad killed in the last attack?"
Digo nodded to himself, then opened the latch on his test subject's cage. The rat climbed out, then walked forward warily. It jostled a small wire, springing the trap that dropped a miniature cage over it, though not as perfectly as it ought to be. "It doesn't matter. He'll probably be dead himself in a few years. Most soldiers -"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP"
Digo found himself lying face-up in the dirt. Maybe looping the tripwire a third time would help? The model was destroyed, but to be fair it needed to be redone from scratch anyway. His chest and shoulder ached. Who was the child screaming at him? He definitely looked familiar but Digo wasn't very good at placing names to faces. The rat squeaked and scratched at the side of the room in terror. Why was the child so upset? All Digo wanted to do was to make the fortress safer for everyone.
Then nobody would have to lose someone close to them ever again.
OOC: So this was basically a thing I wrote up as an idea of the character. I don't know Digo's in-game traits so I'll change it retroactively if it makes sense. Also I don't know who the other kid is. I was going to pick someone but I don't know the rules for using another person's character. I'm sure it could fit someone in the fortress.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 01, 2017, 10:41:16 am
Post by: Cathar on December 01, 2017, 10:45:09 am
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The guy who made Legend Viewer is my hero.
To IndigoFenix : the boy could be Umci, Bolli last children (so, Ebkusa baby brother). He's two years old tho... But he's pretty much the last eligible child of a soldier, since first generation soldier's children have pretty much all grown up. Alternatively, it could be Asin's child, Uzu, 9 years old, refering to his sister instead of his father. It's totally up to you !
Also, I don't think there are rules to pick someone else. Just stay in character and be respectful? Basically if you want to antagonize a character, I'd prefer to be a NPC or have the player's consent, for harmony reason. Also... I didn't posted Digo's profile? My bad, here it is :
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Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 01, 2017, 10:53:36 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 02, 2017, 01:35:02 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on December 03, 2017, 11:31:34 am
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Ah, bad empathy AND bad analytic abilities? That poor kid...
Interesting mix of traits... So he has bad empathy but a way with words and a good feel for social relationships. Sounds like a typical sociopath, but also views guile as worthless. Also he is argumentative and doesn't respect societies that have settled into peace, but also believes peace is preferable to war and dreams of bringing peace to the world.
I'm going to interpret this as meaning he is generally disrespectful and rude, and likes to bluntly tell people unpleasant things they don't want to hear. He doesn't really care about them per se, but his words usually get people to listen anyway...even though they generally hate him for it.
Also he seems to have an OCD-ADD blend from that description...he's not as clever as he'd like to think, but is generally able to succeed through pure pigheadedness and trial and error. Except when something doesn't interest him, in which case he just loses focus.
I was going to make hia rat his only "friend", but since he hates rats I'm going to make it that he likes to run them through horrific deathtraps instead.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 03, 2017, 05:57:28 pm
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Ah, bad empathy AND bad analytic abilities? That poor kid...
Interesting mix of traits... So he has bad empathy but a way with words and a good feel for social relationships. Sounds like a typical sociopath, but also views guile as worthless. Also he is argumentative and doesn't respect societies that have settled into peace, but also believes peace is preferable to war and dreams of bringing peace to the world.
I'm going to interpret this as meaning he is generally disrespectful and rude, and likes to bluntly tell people unpleasant things they don't want to hear. He doesn't really care about them per se, but his words usually get people to listen anyway...even though they generally hate him for it.
Also he seems to have an OCD-ADD blend from that description...he's not as clever as he'd like to think, but is generally able to succeed through pure pigheadedness and trial and error. Except when something doesn't interest him, in which case he just loses focus.
I was going to make hia rat his only "friend", but since he hates rats I'm going to make it that he likes to run them through horrific deathtraps instead.
But he also doesn't look on perseverance in a good light, ironically perhaps?
He certainly has some issues, that much is clear.
Post by: Sir Knight on December 03, 2017, 06:44:42 pm
He certainly has some issues, that much is clear.
. . . Which can be summed up as "he was procedurally-generated by Dwarf Fortress." Pity them all.
Post by: Cathar on December 04, 2017, 04:01:55 am
We're still holding Hairyoracle with other local warbands, but we don't think the city will ever recover to its former glory. People don't seem to be interested in settling in a warzone, so right now, it's just a gigantic foodstock, and a barrier to prevent our enemies from trying to bypass you by the south.
With you on the east, and us on the south, enemies lines of attack are pretty much taken care of. I guess Wulemaapasi can still attack by the north, but at this point the Queen would have to fight with her own troops. Luckily, none of those grass eating imbeciles had this strike of genius so far, and everything they sent to us has been dealt with.
It has been very long since last time we met. Pay us a visit someday - you'll appreciate the pittoresque sight of the ruins of what was once the jewel of the east.
Really it puts everything into perspective !
That and we have a huge stockpile of alcohol we trade with merchants.
I heard you've been promoted to the title of Knight Captain. You totally deserve it ! No law officer has been a pain in the bottom as much as you were back in the days, I'm very happy that peculiar skill of yours has been recognized and put in good use !
Congratulations for your multiple victories against Osme Stobûb. We know you're taking the main course on the eastern front, and we'll continue to assist as we can.
Hope to see you again sometimes,
-Luki Usupim Sitsuquistra"
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There's a lot of little other character arcs I'd want to draw, but we reeeeally need to move on or we'll be stuck in Autumn 139 forever. Time needs to fly ! But I'll give airtime to other characters in the foreseable future
Post by: Sarrak on December 04, 2017, 05:13:11 am
Luki is probably my favorite character in entire story, surpassing even badass gorlac.
Btw, have you managed to get her to consider marriage? :P
Post by: Cathar on December 04, 2017, 05:14:44 am
Like I really supertried, unfortunatly she'll probably die an old girl. Which makes me a wee bit sad but that's also what she wants as an adventurer so...
Maybe, just maybe I can try to make a tavern and lure her in Watershield, where I could marry her? That sounds creepy as fuck tho
Else, I'd just have her finish her life as a big mama lookalike, spewing MGSV references like "I only get off my stead when I die or decide to walk instead"
Post by: mate888 on December 04, 2017, 12:18:58 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 04, 2017, 01:28:28 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 04, 2017, 03:56:45 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 04, 2017, 11:01:11 pm
Else I'm working on the next update.
Also why non-canon stories? Wouldn't it be better if they were canon? It might take a while until we're done with Watershield, but after that, we can definitely do a community thing, I'll upload the save then
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 05, 2017, 09:52:21 am
I guess stories was the wrong idea. For writing in this thread, I would only do cannon stories, but messing around with the fort as overseer, and seeing what happens when I play might be fun.... also running around in Armok Vision.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 05, 2017, 10:00:36 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 05, 2017, 01:41:55 pm
Armok Vision is definitely fun, but it's getting an overhaul so it won't be available to the newest versions for quite some time. It's a pity. It looks so cool, too!
True.
I haven't played the new version yet, part of it is I'm busy, the other part is I'm too spoiled by graphic packs and mods to play vanilla+ASCII. As far as I know this fort uses 43.05 and it runs DFhack because we get all the nice stonesense screenshots. I just want some fancy 3d Armok Vision screenshots. Or even better, a save file so I can run around the fort myself, lol.
But it's up to Cathar, and I didn't really expect a save tbh. I'm happy with whatever you are willing to give.
Post by: Imic on December 05, 2017, 04:15:07 pm
At least leaving certificate exams aren't in Dwarf fortress.
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 05, 2017, 04:25:46 pm
That moment when you prefer a game of Dwarf fortress to your own life.
At least leaving certificate exams aren't in Dwarf fortress.
That moment when you try to explain what you've been doing with your life, and why some indie game without graphics has consumed all your time, lol.
been there.
Post by: Cathar on December 07, 2017, 12:27:59 pm
First of all, I want to present to you the current state of affairs.
(https://i.imgur.com/w2TQNVu.jpg)
As you can see, the southern wall is now completely finished, and the western side is well underway. The temple complex is still under construction, but all its part remain functional. More work will however be done to improve the quality of life for people doing research, tending to wounds or simply praying to the gods.
Maybe a hall of heroes should be added ; making statues of glass is easy and consumes only few ressources. By comissioning statues, we'd be able to write our history in a manner not dissimilar as the dwarves do, with statues instead of engraving.
So, starting next year, we should hold a meeting about who deserves the most to be immortalized for the season - something like "employee of the month", and a statue will be made of that person and added to the hall of heroes.
The two barracks on the southern side will be copied further south and transformed into towers. Those four towers will then be linked by walls, which will organically result in a small, but easily defendable castle. The wooden keep will remain as the safehouse for civilians, and the fighting personnel will stand in the entrance castle.
All of those constructions take a somewhat heavy toll on the wood, which is pretty much the limiting factor in our expansion. But once we have a true access to the caverns underground, I believe this problem will be partly obliviated.
I also present to you the list of our current prisonners.
(https://i.imgur.com/XUmEN4P.jpg)
Deliberations need to be held about what we'd do for them. I believe people wanted to let them go, and I'm not opposed to the idea, but other ideas are of course, welcome.
I'll upload the legends with the next update o/
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 07, 2017, 12:56:59 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 07, 2017, 02:20:49 pm
If that's too much work.... idk, take their stuff and use them for live training?
Letting them go could work too. I know we all like peace as a cultural value, but releasing the prisoners from the last active military engagement in Mong Kima seems a bit too naive.
Post by: Cathar on December 07, 2017, 05:15:44 pm
Upon interrogation, here's what we can learn.
• Prisonners from Wulemaapasi
Iÿe Racaluthalù is but a simple elven swordsman. He had a shield made of featherwood we took. Shame the craftmanship is supbar - extremely light shields are a valuable good.
Fale Ayepati comes from Cyclonglimmer, a forest retreat far north. She's 21 years old. She looks like a simple recruit, only noticeable thing about her is having survived an attack from a Moon Horror... And Moon Horrors are terrifying beasts.
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• Prisonners from Osme Stobûb
• Stâsost Nusmkutsmob : Goblin grunt archer. Nothing to say about himself.
• Ûsbu Omosprut : This one we manage to get some informations. She comes from Foldedtorments, a dark pit to the northeast and studied to be a bard. She came to Watershield accompanying her master, Em Seducethunder, who was slain by Ases. She's married to another female goblin.
• Smunstu Unugsnodub : Another bard. Apparently pretty skilled. She is the author of a song, "It must have been dimensions". She murdered two people, but apparently it's something cultural to goblins.
• Tode Bosastuxul : Bard, mother of five. Of her children, one was murdered, one was eaten by giant wolves, and two were slain by ourselves during the siege in which she was captured.
• Olngö Kutsmobasu : Comes from Cathated, a small Dark Pit on the opposite side of the great lake, that has been voided of its population. Altho we learnt that Cathated was attacked by multiple beasts over the years, we suppose their low population may be the result of mass conscription. Nothing of substance could be learnt from Olngö.
• Estrur Stozusponu : Goblin grunt. Nothing to be learnt upon interrogation.
• Gozru Amxudon : Same. Simple goblin bowman.
• Ûsbu Uksosxosun : Simple goblin swordman grunt. Nothing to be learnt.
• Zolak Gozruul : Another grunt.
• Snang Usplogozru : Another grunt.
• Ngluslu Ngebzoboslut : Grunt
• Gozru Slonansnamoz : Grunt
• Besmar Sigunkab : When Astesh told us "Sigunkab" was dwarven, we knew this one had stuff to tell us. He was born in Scalescities, a dwarven hillocks actually very close to us, in 104. He was kidnapped in 111, and moved to Dungeonpleat, capital citie of Osme Stobûb. He married another abductee from the same village. His wife was to be murdered six years later. He then moved on to Dreadfulfilth where he was a butcher for a decade before being conscripted.
• Ollin Ubbilibash : Another dwarven name for a dwarven soldier. This one is born in Towerhermit, another Hillock nearby. Kidpanned in his first year, he was moved to Dungeonpleat where he spent all his life as a ranger. In 125, he moved to Dreadfulfilth, where he married a local dwarf woman, name Zolak. Since he had experience with weapons, he was named commander and attacked us in 137, two years ago. His wife was with him and was slain during the battle.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 07, 2017, 06:42:22 pm
Post by: Sarrak on December 07, 2017, 09:21:03 pm
Tode Bosastuxu & Ollin Ubbilibash lost relatives to us and, as such, should be executed to prevent revenge. Somewhat sad, yet nesessary thing to do.
Smunstu Unugsnodub... I'd say she must survive. A skilled bard of some reknown being released and singing tales about our battles afterwards can prove to be both valuable and "good" enemy. Also, we'll show ourselves as kind men of learning, not some unreasonable butchers.
Ûsbu Omosprut, on the other hand, might spin some bad things about us after we killed her master, but is pretty harmless otherwise.
Grunts are grunts, they have no use and no real anymosity towards us. Should be let out with a "stern warning".
Post by: Sir Knight on December 07, 2017, 10:46:21 pm
She's married to another female goblin.
I thought the game was hardcoded so that this was impossible. Is it a mod, or a change in the game, or a misunderstanding on my part?
She is the author of a song, "It must have been dimensions".
Oh, what a name! Is there Legends information on artistic creations or no?
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 07, 2017, 10:48:50 pm
She's married to another female goblin.
I thought the game was hardcoded so that this was impossible. Is it a mod, or a change in the game, or a misunderstanding on my part?She is the author of a song, "It must have been dimensions".
Oh, what a name! Is there Legends information on artistic creations or no?
Homosexual marriage doesn't work in DF? here I thought bay 12 was a fairly liberal company....
or are you saying goblins cannot marry? or something.
Post by: Sir Knight on December 07, 2017, 11:16:24 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 08, 2017, 04:44:12 am
Edit : Oh, and while I'm at it, what do you think of the idea of building a tavern? It has a lot of pros and cons (of which, the perspective of attracting vampires is among) and I'm very conflicted on the idea. If yes, inside or outside the walls?
Post by: Sir Knight on December 08, 2017, 10:08:56 am
As to a tavern: it hadn't occurred to me that the place didn't have one. Where do people currently take their time off?
Post by: Sarrak on December 08, 2017, 10:15:49 am
Post by: Cathar on December 08, 2017, 10:23:46 am
Alright, so outside wall tavern for travellers so we don't get the village crowded with vampires. Ill need to find a good compromize between the two dangers it represents - vulnerability to goblin attacks, and potential to murder our people.
Edit : About our prisonners, I kinda agree with the suggestions here. Ollin should be put to death, for mentionned reasons and because he was an officer. Tode too, I see no reason for saving her. I like the idea of releasing bards and let them do their magic on their dark pits. This is actually brilliant.
For the elves, I tend to release for now. They already lost some of their buddies, that's punishment enough for attacking, and failing miserably. Tho I'm still angry about the sack of Hairyoracle, I'm not holding that against those two.
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 08, 2017, 01:54:29 pm
Cons of Owning a Tavern: Vampires. Also, every time I create a tavern I get too many visitors, and they won't leave, and I must purge them in a very non-rp friendly way. Also it looks like the visitor cap numbers are bugged, so if you build a nice tavern, we could have 30+ new people spamming the fort.
But, I don't have to worry about the actual fort management, so if you think it will be good for the story go ahead and do it.
I approve of the prisoner decisions. Execute the dangerous ones/leaders, let the bards go, etc. If they come back in another wave, we may need to take more extreme measures. Is there an easy way to maime prisoners and then recapture (or release) them? Trap hallway? arrena? Beast pit?
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 08, 2017, 04:39:30 pm
Agreed on the prisoner question, obviously with the question of whether Ases can do the job on that officer.
Post by: Cathar on December 08, 2017, 08:03:52 pm
Post by: mate888 on December 08, 2017, 09:48:05 pm
Actually, it could still be tried out.
Since the elves of Wulemaapasi have been fucking over our civilization for years, some people would surely be wishing to get some revange of sorts. So let one of the elves go, and build/channel a small arena and put the other elf in that pit with a goblin grunt. Since gobbos tend to be hostile to elves, chances are they'll fight. Whoever wins will go free.
...or they won't try to fight eachother at all and just walk around the arena obliviously. But hey, one can dream.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 09, 2017, 12:37:59 am
Post by: Cathar on December 10, 2017, 01:00:49 am
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oETrHqRDr7Y)
(https://i.imgur.com/55rRdse.jpg)
A lot of things happened this winter, and I feel I can't do justice to everything. Let's cover first of all the menial things ; constructions are going well, the western wall is now practically finished. A road has been made to provide an easy access to the fort for caravans from the capital city, and constructions on the temple complex have resumed, albeit at a reduced speed due to our other focuses.
(https://i.imgur.com/vCoWCjJ.png)
In the same time, we continued to try and pierce the aquifer. I feel like we're about to succeed, but after two very close calls, with Elder Jalew having to rush to the pumps to prevent drownings, we decided to stop until better mechanization is available. With the help of our dwarven scholars, we'll need to automatize the pumps so our workers can finish the job in safe conditions - our current brute force piercing takes too much time, and puts us at too big of a risk.
There comes the darker stuff. First of all, it appears that a mendate of Prince Ryukan hasn't been completed within due date. After a meeting of the town nobles and elders, it was decided that Xetan, former expedition leader and responsible for organizing the workforce, should be held responsible. I shall not go on in details on how this decision was made - a lot of blame deflections and mutual accusations that would shine a very bad light on our system of governance. Xetan was sentenced to a serie of lashes that were dealt with extreme prejudice and our old friend died of her wounds soon after.
I don't think anybody is satisfied with this resolution, Ryukan certainly isn't.
And there was the Kafek incident...
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/b9fe/f/2017/339/c/b/full_moon_by_number_seventeen-dbvu0am.jpg)
Before leaving his castle in the southern Land of Confining, lord Cado, the werebeast we slain half a year ago, had spread his curse quite a bit. While most of his spawns has been dealt with, either by humans or goblins, one of them escaped the purges.
His name was Kafek Mawbaldness, and carried Lord Cado's curse after his death. Apparently following his master, he travelled through land and sea and soon arrived at Watershield.
His attack was swift, far swifter than his master's and took us by surprize, as our attention was focused on the aquifer. Zothoabo and his wife Hustra were outside when it happened, and the monster ambushed them promptly. Hustra was bitten several times, before her husband could punch it hard enough to make it fall back.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/4898/f/2017/341/7/f/throwing_away_hyppocratic_oath_by_number_seventeen-dbw0haj.jpg)
Zothoabo and Kafek fought several bouts, without any clear winner. Thanks to his military training, the doctor was unscathed and could land a serie of blows on the monster, even cutting his tongue by punching it in the jaw - but the wounds were minor and the monster shown no sign of tiredness.
Jamila came to his help and bashed the monster on the head with the copper pick she used to dig the aquifer, and the two of them could hold it long enough for the knight to arrive on the scene.
At this point, Kafek was done for. Ostri, a junior from my squad, cut one of his arm, then Ebkusa, a young knight, lopped off his leg and delt him a final blow in quick succession.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/eda5/f/2017/342/b/8/but_the_curse_will_carry_on_by_number_seventeen-dbw5obd.jpg)
That was it for Kafek. However, Hustra was severely bitten, and we had no doubt in our mind she would turn next full moon. Regardless, Zothoabo sealed her wounds to prevent a bleedout.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/f943/f/2017/343/7/5/it_spreads_by_number_seventeen-dbw9v1f.jpg)
Containment was now our next move. We had to isolate her from the rest of the citizens to prevent the curse from spreading wildly... and this is easier said than done. Assigning her to a burrow would not cut it - she would cry about her newborn and refuse to move. In despair, my squad came to the hospital and try to drag her off, but she escaped long enough to snag Ino, her last child, before eventually following us reluctantly.
She's now sealed off under the bridge... with her baby in hands. At times like this, I don't know what to do. Left alone, she'll probably kill her child-but intervening further will kill the mother, and probably fail to save the infant.
It's dark times we live in.
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As promized, here comes the Legends (https://sta.sh/0vha2v7yps4) !
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 10, 2017, 01:47:07 am
Post by: Cathar on December 10, 2017, 01:52:05 am
Post by: Sarrak on December 10, 2017, 03:55:36 am
Xetan death came completely unexpected. I can't find right words now, will try later in Satheth log.
Werescales continue their attacks and now, its the worst of them all. I think we all care for badass Zothoabo and his family. Real tragic. Especially considering their history and everything that was done to save Hustra from danger.
And baby, coming along with infected, injured and deeply irrational mother-to-be-murderer... Damn you, DF.
It's dark times we live in.
On a more positive note, many thanks for showing us Onget once again, I really love this good-natured intelligent goblin. Was thinking about adventuring to recover her books from under Forgotten Beast backside. Will dig into the legends for now.
EDIT: Hell damn. Now I understand your remark about Satheth having a very strong relation to mother :o
Onget is now a resident of our fort? Great! Although it seems she behaves strictly professional, not having many relations to speak of.
As a member of starting seven, Xetan was good friends of both Pathril and Ruykan. Drama is high here.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 10, 2017, 09:22:58 am
Great work on the art and drawing us into the story.
Post by: Cathar on December 11, 2017, 05:42:03 am
Post by: Sir Knight on December 11, 2017, 11:38:30 am
I notice you're presenting a lot of alarming sub-threads to the plot. If this were a novel, then about now we'd be building up to some climax. Things Would Go Terribly Wrong and then the fate of the fortress would be determined one way or another. The great werebeast breakout? The fortress falls not to the elves, nor to the goblins, but to a corruption that ironically keeps the enemy armies at bay forevermore?
Obviously I wouldn't ask you to engineer that, since the game's code would make the conclusion mere wishful thinking. But that's how evocative the story has gotten.
Post by: Cathar on December 11, 2017, 12:08:08 pm
I'm absolutely adverse to making any kind of pact with the devil. No necromancer, no vampire, no werebeast fortress, and for a very sensible and practical reason : the world will go on after this fortress. Any night creature we spare will go on and attack our next forts and possibly the rest of the kingdom. The day we leave, we'll have to set an execution for Valken, Hustra and Stran. Stran I have no problem with the idea of killing her (aside the fact that godamn, catching her was so much of a chore it hurts me a bit to end it), and Valken is well aware of the damocles sword pending over his head... Such are the sacrifices we'll have to make for the safety of the kingdom
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 11, 2017, 01:45:55 pm
1st picture: "oh cool, we're expanding on the Donu + Valken narrative, that's cool, I guess this is a cool warning system for wereskink attacks."
2nd picture: "Oh shit, Zotho and Hustra are getting attacked by a wereskink.... now I get it... hope nothing bad happens."
3rd picture: "... FUCK.... Hustra's gone.... That sucks, but I can make it into a cool story I guess."
Actual update: "Wait.... Hustra is stuck with the baby, and is almost guaranteed to kill her own (and with this curse, last) child... the one named after Zotho's patron god Ino..... guess I have to put Donu's story on hold for a bit."
Shit's hitting the fan, and that's part of what makes DF so damn !FUN! keep up the good work everyone.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 12, 2017, 09:37:59 am
Applause to you Cathar, Journal segment will be up soon.
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 12, 2017, 04:19:09 pm
"Is there anything we can do?" There wasn't any pleading in Zothoabo's voice, he had exhausted that on others, now that he was standing in front of Prince Ryukan, he just wanted the truth.
The prince sighed and grasped Zothoabo's shoulder, "I understand this is a hard time for you and your family." Zothoabo opened his mouth to speak, but Ryukan cut him off and continued, "You have been here for a long time and done a lot to help this fortress grow and prosper. It isn't right what happened to Hustra, but she's been cursed by the gods, and at this point, they are the only ones who can save her." Ryukan pulled Zothoabo into a hug, "I hate to lose another innocent citizen, but in this case, there is nothing we can do. Either we kill her before she can get to Ino, and there is no guarantee we will be fast enough, or we isolate her and pray to the gods she is spared the curse."
Zothoabo solemnly broke away from Ryukan, "I understand." He bowed his head, "Thank you my prince." and left the small audience chamber. He walked through the fortress in a daze. Every once in a while, he was greeted by a passerby, but he couldn't help himself listening to the whispers in the background.
"Did you hear what happened to Hustra?"
"Poor Zothoabo, he must be heartbroken."
"They say the curse brings out your true self, i guess we'll see how much faith she really has."
"I can't believe she refused to give up her child, how selfish can she be?"
By the time Zothoabo got back to the hospital, he was exhausted. He closed the door and slumped down to the ground. How could Ino allow this to happen? He waited silently, hoping there would be some answer, some divine understanding of how this situation was fair. Instead he was greeted with silence. In a rage, he punched the floor, breaking his knuckle and bruising his hand.
"WHY?" he shouted at the ceiling. For the first time in a while he felt tears running down his face. He had grown accustomed to tragedy at a young age. After seeing his family and friends butchered by elves when he was 3 years old, he had hardened to tragedy. It was part of what inspired him to become a doctor. He knew the people he cared about would die, but if he could do something to save them, perhaps others wouldn't have to suffer the loss he had suffered.
It hurt when Duslud was attacked in the goblin siege, and although his injuries were severe, they could be fixed. Duslud may never live the life he wanted, but at least he is alive. Hustra is different. She is forced to endure a face worse than death, and there is nothing Zothoabo can do to stop it. He can do nothing but watch as she murders their youngest child, and is forced to live with the knowledge of what she did, isolated from her friends and family, starving to death and regenerating until someone has the courage to put her out of her misery.
Zothoabo's lament was interrupted by a strong push on the door he was leaning against. He slowly stood up, but was quickly knocked forward by the force of the door swinging open. "Don't you know better than to block the entrance to the hospital? That's a health hazard or someth-" Donu balked at Zothoabo, sprawled on the floor with tears streaked across his face, "Dad?"
He crawled to his feet, wiped the tears from his eyes, and straightened his robe. "Hello Donu, how can I help you?"
"Dad, were you.... crying?"
Zothoabo wiped his face again, and cleaned his hands on his robe, "Me? Of course not, dads aren't allowed to cry, that's rule number 1."
"It's really that bad, huh?"
"It-" Zothoabo held back the lump in his throat, "It will be fine, we'll pull through."
"Is... is mom going to end up like Valken?"
"How do you?" Zothoabo shook his head in amazement, "Probably.... yes."
Donu was silent for a long time, then murmured to herself, "oh."
Zothoabo wrapped his arm around her shoulder and rustled her hair, "Cheer up kiddo. With mom gone, you're going to have a lot more work to do. I think it's about time you move back into the hospital to take care of your siblings."
"Huh? I thought i was going to live in the temple?"
Zothoabo laughed at her reaction and patted her on the head, "You can do whatever you want. But I'm going to need some help at home, and I'm not above talking to captain Thrathnu if it gets you to visit every once in a while."
"Uggghhh anything but Thratpin!!! I'll help with the little ones, but Duslud better help as well, he doesn't get a free pass because he's a cripple."
"True, but I think Duslud actually likes his siblings."
"Shut up, you know I do too."
"I know sweety, why don't we go to the dining room and get a drink, it's going to be a rough month for our family, and I'd prefer to have some liquid courage to help me through it."
"I was just headed there myself!" Donu rushed out of the hospital, shouting back to her father, "Last one there's a fluffy wambler!"
Zothoabo let one last tear fall down his face, "I'm sorry Hustra, I wish there was something I could do to save you." After cleaning his face, he took a deep breath, straightened his back and began running after Donu.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 12, 2017, 04:30:18 pm
Winter.
I dislike the cold, it is too much for even a hardened warrior like myself to face...but there was a bigger chill in these last few events, one particularly so...Madame Hustra, Donu's mother was bit by a were creature...Although She was saved in time, these scars won't heal, she is corrupted by a taint. I asked donu how she felt, only to get a cold shoulder and her walking to the hospital...Im going to be there for Donu's sake, Or...is that too pushy? Damn it all...i suppose some flowers or a peice of jewelry would help her take her mind off of things? Maybe a few pints?
**All that is left are some ideas, scribbled out.
Post by: Cathar on December 12, 2017, 04:45:16 pm
it's a bit melodramatic, but we're in pretty dire straights here, so I hope it comes off as genuine.
It totally does. Your stories made me really care a lot about Zothoabo and his little family. I went ahead and played a bit, according to the plans we devised. I'm not giving any spoiler but ... some reason to hope for the future is coming for them. Eventually. I'm not giving anymore spoilers, but it's huge.
I also want to respond to that story. It might take a bit of time because I'm already working on the next page, but I'll do something right after that !
Thanks a lot for your stories, that really help me.
Edit : Oh also ! Do you have any idea for Donu's career? Do you want her to become the next wood burner, or to work as a nurse maybe? Priests don't seem to do a lot, that may become boring for her.
Edit 2 :
Diary of Zefer Scribefondled
That's going into the next page too :D Thanks a lot
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 12, 2017, 05:23:38 pm
Oh also ! Do you have any idea for Donu's career? Do you want her to become the next wood burner, or to work as a nurse maybe? Priests don't seem to do a lot, that may become boring for her.
I'm really bad at deciding careers for my
I think woodburner, or blacksmith would work if we have spots. I also kind of like priest because it gives her time to get up to her shenanigans. I'l roll with whatever you choose. (sorry if that's a bad answer)
Post by: Cathar on December 12, 2017, 07:40:50 pm
If we were in a situation where all arms would be required, we'd do a mass conscription but we have a lot of leeway. I'm giving you the choice because we can afford it, and also because I'm a bit worried that being a priest may become a bit boring for her and you. But if you're cool with that, then it's settled :D
Post by: Sarrak on December 12, 2017, 09:22:07 pm
Entry 3.6
As my training continues, much more is happening around the fort. I rarely get a chance to visit ma and siblings, but they are doing okay. Some were inspired to take arms as well, but I'm not too glad about this. They should be trained to defend themselves - and live a peaceful life, just as father wanted.
Although, considering how things went for Donu family... I'm still shaken by those roars in the night. No, I would be able to stand and fight as taught if I was in their or Ebkusa place. But I was far from combat and uncertainty was terrifying. Anyone could be in Hustra place. Just like father was once...
Training is harsh enough that we don't get to talk to each other much. But I do notice how distressed Donu become. She is still her funny and irritating self, but sometimes, when she conse-rates (?) on swinging her weapon, I see traces of... Actually, I don't know how to put it in words.
We all care for Donu and try to cheer her up. Even captain made sure to keep her occupied on present, not letting her mind wander too far. Sure, Donu is not happy by additional training, but being grumpy is certainly preferable to dark brooding. Zefer seems to take it personal. Interesting.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 12, 2017, 09:28:21 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 12, 2017, 10:02:41 pm
"If the worst happens and Hustra kills her child, it would be best for morale all around if someone went in and pulled the remains out for burial. I volunteer for the duty."
The Prince narrowed his eyes at the guard's boldness. "It's very . . . thoughtful of you to offer that, but I think it's too dangerous to risk it."
"She's safe for most of the month."
"We can't guarantee we'll get the door blocked off in time. Sorry, I can't risk it no matter how true your words might be." Ryukan blinked as his wife leaned in and whispered to him. "Thank you for thinking of it, and keep your eyes and ears open for more ideas like it. Dismissed." With that, the Prince turned back to his princess and started talking to her again, dismissing Ases from his mind. Ases turned and walked out of the meadhall, looking for a sparring partner to play with.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 12, 2017, 11:45:33 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 12, 2017, 11:54:35 pm
This is indeed most sad, ideally we could at least feed them and treat them decently during daylight hours, no? why not at least have our infected housed together, it seems a bit cruel having them so thoroughly isolated... ;-;They would tear each other apart when the full moon came...Hustra includednwould be in danger because the Baby and all that...werebeasts have no need to be fed
Post by: Sarrak on December 13, 2017, 12:06:08 am
This is indeed most sad, ideally we could at least feed them and treat them decently during daylight hours, no? why not at least have our infected housed together, it seems a bit cruel having them so thoroughly isolated... ;-;"a bit cruel"? Hah, that is very cruel, but needed. Werebeasts are FUN and while managing a fort of them can be interesting - as Cathar already pointed out, we are guardians of human civilization and all werebeasts and vampires that for now could be treated with a degree of mercy, need to be executed once we can guarantee their imprisonment no more (i.e. before the fort is retired).
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 13, 2017, 02:09:25 am
Post by: Sarrak on December 13, 2017, 02:20:03 am
OR we could just put them in an unclimable pit or something...*shrugs* surprised that weres kill each other btw."Unclimable" lasts until fortress layout gets lost in world memory (as soon as player attention leaves it). As for weres killing each other - different weres kill each other and weres of same genus not always transform at the same moment of time, so that one lunges for another right before it transforms. As science has shown, it is possible to have a population of weres that do not kill each other, but 50-70% of populace will be killed before that.
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 04:56:47 am
Werebeasts will get out of prisons and spread everywhere, vampires will go and infiltrate villages, necromancer will move and rampage the countryside with undead armies. Sometimes, a single werebeast is all it takes to anihilate a village, so 120 of them rushing out of watershield at once... Maybe we can cage them ? If you know how the game reacts to worldgen caged beasts? If so, maybe we can save them.
Edit : Thanks for the log entry ! I'll have news for Satheth pretty soon too ! For most of the rookies actually, but especially for Satheth.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 09:38:15 am
Post by: blueturtle1134 on December 13, 2017, 09:44:44 am
That's actually something I don't see discussed a lot on this forum. It its technically possible to make an entire immortal vampire fortress by shedding their blood in the drinking water. Vampires don't murder each other and live forever and have improved stats. Good deal if you manage to get everyone right? Well not especially. Because again, we need to think in the long run, after we leave.
Werebeasts will get out of prisons and spread everywhere, vampires will go and infiltrate villages, necromancer will move and rampage the countryside with undead armies. Sometimes, a single werebeast is all it takes to anihilate a village, so 120 of them rushing out of watershield at once... Maybe we can cage them ? If you know how the game reacts to worldgen caged beasts? If so, maybe we can save them.
Edit : Thanks for the log entry ! I'll have news for Satheth pretty soon too ! For most of the rookies actually, but especially for Satheth.
We don't have to kill them. Just send an adventurer after the fact to pick up all cursed citizens.
Or, even better, use DFHack to play as the werebeasts directly. Send them on a quest across the world, seeking to redeem themselves and use their curse for good.
Weres aren't evil, just different. Transformation's only a curse if you make it, otherwise it's an incredible combat ability that comes at the cost of social contact and mental stability.
Vampires, on the other hand, drain the life force of others to prolong their own lives. So they should be sent straight to the atom smasher. Still kind of pitiful since they're not willing, but...
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 09:54:35 am
And I'm not sure you need to worry about social contact as an adventurer, since time works way differently there and you'll have plenty of time for social contact between transformations. Just set up a house in the wilderness and go there during the full moon phase. Doesn't even have to be a big one, just a one room shack would do.
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 11:44:06 am
We don't have to kill them. Just send an adventurer after the fact to pick up all cursed citizens.
Or, even better, use DFHack to play as the werebeasts directly. Send them on a quest across the world, seeking to redeem themselves and use their curse for good.
I've been thinking about doing just that. But then I realized they will be back at some point. We can't allow any of them to survive. This is a shame, it hurts my feelings quite a bit, but then we have to balance one life versus the dozen they'd take before getting purged anyway. Same goes with vampires. I'd also say, vampires are not evil, they are predators ruled by a urge to murder... wether this is evil or not is up to appreciation, but left to their own devices they will kill us.
I've been thinking that over and over, and really the chopping block is the only solution. May hurt feelings now, will save lives later.
Yes, you're totally right. We need to think in the long run. And for many players, unleashing a vast horde of vampires on the world IS thinking about the long run. I'm not telling you to do that. I'm just saying for a lot of people, unleashing a horde of undead upon the world is giving the Fun back to the game world. Especially if you've raised most or all of them into Legendary warriors before turning them . . .
I had to reread this message but yeah, you're actually right. There's a difference in scale. Most players end their world when they end their fort, whereas for us it's just one chapter in something much bigger and we need to take that into account. I also have no interest of screwing up everything because I can, that's not what I'm doing is about. Again if people want to read Boatmurdered, they should read Boatmurdered, they do it better than I can hope to
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 12:47:26 pm
When you put them on the chopping block, I volunteer Ases for the job. It'd be interesting to see the combat log.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 13, 2017, 12:49:35 pm
Agreed, this story stands out because it's about the little stuff and people getting along in the world.>Ases hulks out and beats them with the pommel of thier blade
When you put them on the chopping block, I volunteer Ases for the job. It'd be interesting to see the combat log.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 01:45:15 pm
Agreed, this story stands out because it's about the little stuff and people getting along in the world.>Ases hulks out and beats them with the pommel of thier blade
When you put them on the chopping block, I volunteer Ases for the job. It'd be interesting to see the combat log.
XD I think they deserve the blade, don't you?
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 13, 2017, 01:47:46 pm
They do since they are werebeasts...and Donu's mother. But im afraid Ases would probably beat them with the sword instead of lop their heads off.Agreed, this story stands out because it's about the little stuff and people getting along in the world.>Ases hulks out and beats them with the pommel of thier blade
When you put them on the chopping block, I volunteer Ases for the job. It'd be interesting to see the combat log.
XD I think they deserve the blade, don't you?
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 02:19:49 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 13, 2017, 02:43:51 pm
We'll probably do the job mechanically. I don't mean to complain but, can we pass on the edgy-torturing-people-is-fun ? That's putting me off for real. Human in DF find that appauling and so do I.
So a guillotine?
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 02:51:33 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 13, 2017, 02:55:33 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 03:05:24 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 05:12:49 pm
Not picking a fight or arguing the point. Do it mechanically. Just exploring the characters and wondering if mechanical intervention is the sort of choice they would make themselves. They're not dwarves, so it's a hit or miss thing. Especially for a people who like to fight.
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 05:35:01 pm
I wasn't actually going for the edgy torture is fun route. I honestly got into character and forgot that doing this mechanically was an option. From a human standpoint, wouldn't those characters want to see a human face one last time before lights out?
You have to take into account that both Valken and Hustra are upstanding members of society. Valken is a childhood friend of the ruling class, Hustra was instrumental in setting our metal industry in place and is the doctor's wife. Both have far more clout than Ases does, adding to the fact they are victims, not criminals.
Hearing Ases volonteering to kill them, I mean why not. Someone has to dirty their hands. We have an executionner for that, but since it's discussed I see no malice in that. But hearing her joke about them not deserving a proper death is insanely inappropriate, especially since she's a knight and should know better.
I mean, you realize Zefer and Ases are talking about the Prince's and the Commander's childhood frien and the mother of the girl he's courting not deserving a proper end ? Do I really need to explain why this is, somewhat, a tiny wincy bit inappropriate? We'll leave the job to someone who will do it properly and with decorum
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 13, 2017, 05:43:13 pm
I mean, you realize Zefer and Ases are talking about the Prince's and the Commander's childhood frien and the mother of the girl he's courting not deserving a proper end ? Do I really need to explain why this is, somewhat, a tiny wincy bit inappropriate? We'll leave the job to someone who will do it properly and with decorum
I like the idea it is a well kept secret. I like to think only the people who knew Valken know his true fate, and Hustra may be wiped under the rug saying "she died of a mysterious illness" or something like that. For all Zefer and Ases know the werecreatures could have survived and been captured and we're waiting to decide what to do with them (not knowing it is actually Valken and Hustra)....
but, that's my head-cannon, you can spin it however you want.
Post by: Cathar on December 13, 2017, 05:44:53 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 09:11:58 pm
You have to take into account that both Valken and Hustra are upstanding members of society. Valken is a childhood friend of the ruling class, Hustra was instrumental in setting our metal industry in place and is the doctor's wife. Both have far more clout than Ases does, adding to the fact they are victims, not criminals.
Hearing Ases volonteering to kill them, I mean why not. Someone has to dirty their hands. We have an executionner for that, but since it's discussed I see no malice in that. But hearing her joke about them not deserving a proper death is insanely inappropriate, especially since she's a knight and should know better.
I mean, you realize Zefer and Ases are talking about the Prince's and the Commander's childhood frien and the mother of the girl he's courting not deserving a proper end ? Do I really need to explain why this is, somewhat, a tiny wincy bit inappropriate? We'll leave the job to someone who will do it properly and with decorum
Um, where are you getting that? "Joking about them not deserving a proper death?" 1. That last post was ME talking, not Ases. 2. If you're referring to the last story I posted, she wasn't volunteering to kill Hustra, she was volunteering to retrieve Ino's body for burial so Hustra didn't have to look at it and Zothabo could release some of his grief. The safe for most of the month comment was about Hustra being a human being outside of the full moon, and thus safe to be in the same room with.
I never joked that they don't deserve a proper death. I was saying that to a medieval person like our characters, a face to face death where you get to see a living person before you go IS a proper death. Go for the mechanical all you want, but don't you think it's better if our characters discuss it outright first? In RP they ought to lean heavily towards an executioner doing the deed directly, before deciding for safety's sake to do the deed remotely. Hell, by RP they MIGHT build a small battle chamber outside Valken's chamber, release him into it during his werephase, and decide based on the outcome whether that's worth repeating. I'm willing to avoid that without causing a fuss, but the characters really would need to discuss these things.
ETA: Also, that small byplay between Zefer and me about blade vs pommel was him thinking Ases would pommel strike them to death, which is torture for sure, while I figured it should be clean and quick by the blade instead. I wasn't joking, though I was laughing because the game probably would make Ases throw a few pommel strikes in there out of sheer game silliness.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 13, 2017, 09:20:49 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 13, 2017, 09:26:00 pm
Even that's more of a concession to game mechanics. She couldn't kill him in human form without going rebel and getting killed in turn anyway. If she could, I'd say do it just at sunset with Valken seeing the sun one last time.
But again, I understand that would never happen. Any of it. We're going to do it the mechanical way, and that'll be that. Just saying, IF we go through the arguments in-character and talk about this, I'm totally pitching that in-story for the leadership to decide on.
Post by: IndigoFenix on December 14, 2017, 12:50:11 am
"If you try to kill them by hand, there's a chance someone will get bitten and we'll be right back where we started. Look, I designed a prototype for just this kind of issue. If we sharpen the blade properly we'll minimize the chance of the creatures escaping."
"...and it will probably be more painless."
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 14, 2017, 01:50:02 am
Post by: blueturtle1134 on December 14, 2017, 08:50:20 am
I still feel that adventuring them out is the best idea.
Post by: Malfinal on December 14, 2017, 10:48:01 am
dear dairy
i tried my best to cheer up donu since what happen to her mom, though it kinda just went bad , i'll just refer this as the "flying sweets meeting ases face incident". with that plan out the widow i needed a new one or so i thought when i got to the dining room erod was talking to donu, ugh why does he have to look so serious all the time but i don't know what he told her but it seemed to help her a bit emotionally at least she gave him a hug and rubbed her face and put a what i guess was her serious face it was to cute to be that though, i guess that's one more thing our families have in common losing our mothers...
wait did he just give her a pap on the head, he doesn't even give me or Turot paps on the head.
oh wait he punch her in the arm, donu almost fell. i think i heard him say "be tough, be calm" then walk off.
and there dad having a drinking contest with doctor Zothoabo or at least trying to, i don't think the doctor want's to get to drunk.
next thing i know me and Turot are being drag outside by erod saying where gonna spar wants to see if where training as hard as we can. he really kick our butts sure we got some good hits on him but it didn't bother him much, i think he doesn't want to lose us to a werebeast....
what jerk he didn't even go easy on us.
ps. i think erod can't write, i peek into his journal and it was most filled with squiggling lines .
ooc: as for the "flying sweets meeting ases face incident" it mostly a joke as you hear about it but never know how it happen, dotep clan they understand the pain of losing a mother and wife, you can count on them to help with Zothoabo mostly sirris or turot though
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 14, 2017, 01:14:23 pm
if so, what happened?
Asking for research purposes. 8)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 14, 2017, 01:45:47 pm
Post by: Malfinal on December 14, 2017, 02:14:32 pm
I tried to look through the thread for confirmation, but did Sirris also lose his mother?yes her mother died in a battle seven years ago on page 11 her name Bengel.
if so, what happened?
Asking for research purposes. 8)
also Sirris (16) and Turot(13) is female , Erod(17) is the only male
edit- there all siblings
Is that someone trying to get with Donu??
no Erod just finds helping others emotionally rewarding also He is given to rough-and-tumble brawling, even to the point of starting fights for no reason. so if some one was feeling jealous * coughs* and a brawl were to happen * coughs* he part of the axe squad also.
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 14, 2017, 02:31:02 pm
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 14, 2017, 10:38:04 pm
ooc: as for the "flying sweets meeting ases face incident" it mostly a joke as you hear about it but never know how it happen
I'll take it as revenge for the apple incident.
Hey Cathar . . . how do Ases and Donu really feel about each other in-game?
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 15, 2017, 12:04:46 am
No dirtying of hands is needed. When the time comes, they'll realize that they'll never be accepted as human and commit suicide by jumping into a very deep hole.
I still feel that adventuring them out is the best idea.
Dafq kind of talk is that blue? they are acceptaed as human, just ones about as dangerous as lepers or carriers of the bubonic plauge, but kind of almost undead. The fact that we accept them as ''human"(such a word as a synonym for sapient worthy of respect in this case) is why we arent tossing them down a pit or something horribly painful.
But yes we should give them a choice on how to die, to preserve their dignity, these are not murderers or rapists they are not tyrants, they are essentially innocent people with a dangerous and incurable disease.
Post by: blueturtle1134 on December 15, 2017, 08:35:00 am
No dirtying of hands is needed. When the time comes, they'll realize that they'll never be accepted as human and commit suicide by jumping into a very deep hole.
I still feel that adventuring them out is the best idea.
Dafq kind of talk is that blue? they are acceptaed as human, just ones about as dangerous as lepers or carriers of the bubonic plauge, but kind of almost undead. The fact that we accept them as ''human"(such a word as a synonym for sapient worthy of respect in this case) is why we arent tossing them down a pit or something horribly painful.
But yes we should give them a choice on how to die, to preserve their dignity, these are not murderers or rapists they are not tyrants, they are essentially innocent people with a dangerous and incurable disease.
Well, they'll realize they have to die for the safety of the society.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 15, 2017, 09:00:17 am
Post by: Cathar on December 15, 2017, 11:42:32 am
Dafq kind of talk is that blue? they are acceptaed as human, just ones about as dangerous as lepers or carriers of the bubonic plauge, but kind of almost undead. The fact that we accept them as ''human"(such a word as a synonym for sapient worthy of respect in this case) is why we arent tossing them down a pit or something horribly painful.
This is exactly that. Frankly couldn't have said it better myself. They are people who are terribly ill and contageous, and who have no hope of being treated. Putting them down is the only option, doesn't mean we have to spit on them.
But guys, we'll deal with that issue. Let's just go with Zotho's idea. People will be told Hustra is sick and being treated, and she will die of her sickness. The rest will happen under the radar and those in the know will have to live with the secret.
Also next update coming soon !
Edit : I need to draw Dotep's clanspeople. Very small clan, mother died in battle, father's ex-soldier. First son is an absolute monster of battle and the two girls are cute and innocent to the point I have trouble getting training working on them. Very interesting family to me.
Edit 2 : In game, Ases and Donu have no special relation, they don't bump into each other as they are in different squads
Edit 3 : Oh lord, I missed more than I thought. Sorry
If you decide to do it mechanically, I volunteer Digo for designing the apparatus. It would help establish his character as "cold heartless bastard who is good at persuading others to see things his way and does what needs to be done without feeling bad about it, even though it gets him hated". The other characters can debate the ethics of such a decision after the fact.
What is it with the "emotionless killer" archetype ; we're normal human beings with emotions and normal social bonds. I mean, it's not like the characters grow in a vacuum. It's a thigh community, the child grow together.
There are independant spirits for sure, but I'd much, much, much prefer to see the character grow interracting with each other rather than taking steps not to. Drawing stories about character with no emotion/who find joy in the suffering of other is just not fun to me.
What I want to emphases (because I think it's a quite recurring problem, not just with that post) is you can't just decide to go rogue and start acting like people's opinions don't matter ; they very much do. You rely on them to get fed, clothed protected etc. Your actions will make your parents proud or not, if you're a member of a unit, your actions reflect on their prestige.
On the topic of the execution, let's just not get ahead of ourselves. Digo will begin his apprenticeship soon, likely in winter, and I'll make sure he becomes an effiscient mechanic. Then, when the time comes, provided we can trust him, we'll consider giving him the job. For now he's just 12 :D
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 15, 2017, 10:33:46 pm
She also sees that the fort is surrounded by enemies and isn't willing to put herself in a position to be compromised when danger comes calling. Which is why she's very cautious about getting together with anyone. Though if the in-game character does wind up getting close to someone, I'll totally write an in-universe story delving into it.
Post by: Sarrak on December 16, 2017, 02:13:46 am
She also sees that the fort is surrounded by enemies and isn't willing to put herself in a position to be compromised when danger comes calling. Which is why she's very cautious about getting together with anyone. Though if the in-game character does wind up getting close to someone, I'll totally write an in-universe story delving into it.Due to how relatioship-building was overworked in recent versions, Ases can live and die out of advanced age without making any significant contacts at all. She'll need to socialize with others - sparring and shouting discipline at recruits does not seem to raise friendship. Camaradie (fictional) - yes, but not friendship (thus also precluding any romance from happening).
Post by: IndigoFenix on December 17, 2017, 05:08:47 pm
If you decide to do it mechanically, I volunteer Digo for designing the apparatus. It would help establish his character as "cold heartless bastard who is good at persuading others to see things his way and does what needs to be done without feeling bad about it, even though it gets him hated". The other characters can debate the ethics of such a decision after the fact.
What is it with the "emotionless killer" archetype ; we're normal human beings with emotions and normal social bonds. I mean, it's not like the characters grow in a vacuum. It's a thigh community, the child grow together.
There are independant spirits for sure, but I'd much, much, much prefer to see the character grow interracting with each other rather than taking steps not to. Drawing stories about character with no emotion/who find joy in the suffering of other is just not fun to me.
I'm building off of his "very poor empathy" on his character description. Nothing about finding joy in the suffering of others. Rather, the feelings of other people don't matter so much to him - that's pretty much what low empathy means. But that doesn't mean he can't subscribe to moral principles. He's definitely a complex character - what with the whole valuing peace but at the same time not actually respecting people who strive for it.
There are other, more interesting ways to achieve character development besides the cliche empathy = good and low empathy = bad approach. I think it would be more interesting to have him grow in maturity without actually breaking his defined traits - he's never going to genuinely feel for others, but he might learn that because people don't live in a vacuum - no matter how much they might want to - being less rude and pretending to care is the best way to achieve the ideal of peace, which he does genuinely value.
He's still young though, and hasn't quite realized that yet... and thanks to his poor analytical abilities, it might take him some time. He might need to get punched a bit more.
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 17, 2017, 09:31:14 pm
***
She has no sense of vengeance or retribution. She almost never feels discouraged. She is a pessimist. She is not readily moved by art or natural beauty. She finds obligations confining, and she is conflicted by this since she believes in the importance of the rule of the law. She tends to avoid crowds. She prefers to present herself modestly. She tends not to reveal personal information. She is currently less private. She thinks she is fairly important in the grand scheme of things. She is currently more rude. She is currently more fearless. She is currently more confident. She is currently more shameless. She is currently more thoughtless. She is getting used to tragedy. "
THAT is Ases. That's who I took on to work with. She's not an emotionless killer on the inside, but on the outside she gives off that appearance. She doesn't like romance or family, and so probably won't seek out such things. Especially with the fort in danger all the time. She doesn't want to be around a crowd, or to share, or to complain. She actively WANTS to hide her emotions. This is who I took on. I'm not treating her like an emotionless killer, but I'm not going to bend her character to create some overly social creature just to please the central writer of the story. Maybe you can get me on the maintaining composure bit with the apple and the jokes about talking to her sword, but even Ben Franklin couldn't live up to his ideals, so there's plenty of room for Ases to run into something that makes her lose her cool from time to time. And even the sword bit is an amusing way to scare off potential suitors she has no interest in.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 17, 2017, 09:36:45 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 18, 2017, 05:10:51 am
He's still young though, and hasn't quite realized that yet... and thanks to his poor analytical abilities, it might take him some time. He might need to get punched a bit more.
I'm sold on character development. Bootcamp will do him great, and will be a good opportunity to talk about the youngs of his age group. I'll make extra sure he gets all the training he needs in his field of interest.
*-*-*-*-*
Summer 140.
At a time when mankind was still fresh out of the primordial forest, in the southern continent we call the Land of Confining, began the story of Ama and Apap. As humanity was still in its infancy and struggled to organize itself into the kingdoms we know today, their marriage is among the first to have been ever recorded. Both were young people in the prime of their condition, amazing athletes and archers of legend. They named themselves lord and lady of Cherishlearned, a fisher village that was to become a major port city of their country.
In Cherishlearned, during their rules, a large number of sport events took place, to honor the gods with displays of martial arts. Asa and Apap often participated, and most importantly, often won.
Securing the peace of the region, the affection of the citizen, the fear of the nearby goblin tribes and the admiration of the warriors of the Land of Confining was one thing - but as time gone by, their bodies began to age. Their accuracy with a crossbow began to decline, and soon enough, the loving couple started to fear their own demise.
At this point, fourteen children have been born of their union, and they were already immortalized in the history of their kingdom. But it was not enough. What is the point, they thought, of acquiring immortality on paper, if their bodies were to die anyway?
Both of them started to look for ways to extend their lifespan. The lady, Ama, was the quickest. Desacrating the temple of Cherishyawn, she was then cursed by her god to skulk the night in search for flesh and blood - in exchange for a life that would not end. Her husband, Apap, a few years later, met a hooded man in the castle, who promized him to teach him the secret of immortality. Apap followed the man into the night, and was never to be heard from again.
The ruling couple had disapeared, in three years time, seemingly without a trace. Their children, now grown men and women, married, worked and had lives of their own. Their third daughther ruled after her mother. Like her parents, she had a large lineage... and among her children was Lord Cado Gulfwatched, the beast that attacked us last year.
There is a lot going on, in the Land of Confining.
Ama Shotpolishes, for that was her full name, attacked various settlements in her home kingdom. Thirty rampages were registered in fifty eight years - the last of which had to be in Watershield.
She came by the north east, and was first spotted by Ersi, the lumberjack. The man was a good athlete, trained by myself until he retired to pursue his dream of creating a mastercraft - he outran the monster easily and raised the alarm.
We moved immediately to meet the creature - and engaged near the walls.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/23eb/f/2017/347/3/e/i_swear_to_ino_by_number_seventeen-dbwmc74.jpg)
We dealt with it rather easily. But I'm beggining to notice a pattern in those attacks. All of them seem to originate from the Land of Confining. Not only all of the werebeasts come from a peculiar family, but vampires too... Stran is married to a vampire of the same bloodline as the creatures we kill almost every passing season. More investigation need to take place.
Coming back from the short, but stressful engagement, I was met by yet again another argument by Jalew's daughter.
We have a mission and no time to argue with every unruly soldier and their dog, so I let her go. Out of respect for her father, she'll avoid public execution, from now on, her mother will have to teach her how to weave - probably a good life lesson for her.
*****
After that werebeast incident, we had some weeks of calm. We haven't heard of Osme's army for a while, and we're starting to get a bit weary. We remained on guard until the kingdom's scouts told us some very suspect movements were spotted around the inner sea which separates us from them. At first, it appeared like they wanted to surround us by the south, but then - they launched an assault on the kingdom of Egapesor - our historical ally. Skirmishes took place around the hamlet of Shakenflames, but a fierce resistance of the villagers drove the goblins off. For now.
(https://i.imgur.com/r2QaNbI.png)
Defeated but not eliminated, five hundred goblins are now wandering in the south. We're expecting the worse.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/6cfc/f/2017/350/1/4/rising_tides_by_number_seventeen-dbwvfde.jpg)
The following changes took place :
• Donu was sent to the temple so she would become a priestess.
• Her brother, Duslud, has been sent to the scriptorium to study.
• Dengusa starts his apprenticeship in metalcrafting.
• Digo will join bootcamp, where he'll learn under Thrathnu, alongside Sirris and her sister Turot.
• Satheth will now join my squad to fill up a empty office we still carry since the battle on the bridge.
For now I think this is all.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a29f/f/2017/351/b/c/old_traditions_by_number_seventeen-dbx2bmw.jpg)
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 18, 2017, 01:01:21 pm
Things here are wound up tight. I said hello to the leadership after that last were attack and they snapped at me. I tried to calm things down, but this turned into an argument. Apparently they view me, or any other person who does not want a family or a tight knit circle of friends, as a disruption to public order. They took my sword and told me my head would be off if my father weren't so important to the fort. They assigned my mother to teach me weaving, hoping it would correct the problem. It might "fix" me, but I highly doubt it. I've always respected craft work, and I'll probably dive right into the work and do as well at it as I did at soldiering. I've never been praised for that kind of thing, so I have no idea how it will affect me. Maybe I'll want to be more social after this. Or I might just burrow deeper and deeper into the work. I mean, we've heard all sorts of stories about artists becoming even more antisocial and diving into their art, rather than falling all over their fans with the praise. I can't say which way I'm going to go.
* * *
I was going to fight and get banned, but I'll do this in character. You want me to "fix" my character, then provide periodic sheets for her. IF she goes the route you want, then by all means I will gladly play her that way. But if she goes dissatisfied herself, and she gets even further into the "I don't want company" road, I am not going to lie about her. Remember the first "fight" we had. I surprised you by being mature. Why don't you stop attacking me and give me the benefit of the doubt?
ETA: XD Actually, after reading her character sheet again, it seems I'M tame compared to Ases. This bodes even more poorly for any effort to get Ases "normalized" to society. She's a fighter and a rabble rouser who respects law but hates those who exercise the power to create it. I'm sorry, but there is no way in Hell I can see to play her nicely unless you somehow get her losing arguments to persuasive people who value the kind of things you want out of her. If I were you, I actually would have executed her after discussing it with me. That bitch is probably going to wind up seeking her own immortality and becoming a necromancer if you let her loose by retiring the fort.
Of course, with all the timing of this and lack of PM discussion, I'm certain your move of putting her in weaving is actually an attack on me instead of her. Which is why we didn't discuss this ahead of time. If we had and I'd had time and direction to study her again, we could have made a very nice character arc of her being ostracized and then killed anyway, with Jalew's blessing.
Post by: Sarrak on December 18, 2017, 04:51:04 pm
Army of five hundred goblins is insane. I don't think it can attack us (there seems to be a limit to enemy siegers), but it could take another route and raise some villages and towns we sworn to protect. Which would be...bad.
Wanted to ask who is this axe-loving maniac with axe tattoo giving Satheth his first axe, trainer of an axe squad? (Yep, I mentioned all those axes on purpose, sorry)
Also, is the claim of Satheth being a top student close to reality?
EDIT: Urist McVoyager, I'm really interested to discuss with you Ases being portraited a "monster", since I cannot find that much out of ordinary in her sheet regarding that. From what I can draw, she seems to be a pessimistic, self-immersed law-abiding loner that does not like taking obligations onto herself and also has NO sense of vengeance or retribution. A more tragic than any kind of "monster" material. To me, at least.
Post by: Sir Knight on December 18, 2017, 05:20:33 pm
• Dengusa starts his apprenticeship in metalcrafting.
Yay!
A question: I'm still not completely sure where you're getting all the world information for your narrative. In particular, your map which I presume shows army movements. Is this information being summarized for you by a utility? How do I read the map?
Post by: Sarrak on December 18, 2017, 05:26:52 pm
It is information exported in DF Legends Mode, viewed in Legends Viewer (absolutely GREAT side-tool for DF Legends digging). About reading it... Dark green forests, green plains and green-gray marshes (can't guarantee); special symbols mean civilization settlements. Lines are connections between them (routes, roads and such). -----> is an attack going from goblin civ dark pits onto our human neighboors.• Dengusa starts his apprenticeship in metalcrafting.
Yay!
A question: I'm still not completely sure where you're getting all the world information for your narrative. In particular, your map which I presume shows army movements. Is this information being summarized for you by a utility? How do I read the map?
Post by: Cathar on December 18, 2017, 07:30:22 pm
Also : Satheth was indeed Thrathnu's top student. Still a big notch under the level of the standing army, but among the trainees, he was the best, seconded by Donu. Erod, the dude with the axe, is just a soldier, from the Dotep clan - he's the big brother of Sirris and Turot, girls that Satheth met in the boot camp. As Malfinal (who is incidently the guy who designed him, thanks again) said, he's a nice chap that gets kicks from helping other, but talks with fists as soon as someone eats his french fries.
A quiproquo between him and Zefer about Donu would be absolutely epic.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 19, 2017, 12:50:42 am
Post by: Cathar on December 19, 2017, 08:00:49 am
(https://i.imgur.com/013RMWr.jpg)
Here's a rendered version of the known world map. I should, at some point, get to manually add the settlements, but it's a bit too big of a job for just one man.
(https://i.imgur.com/8H4EEA1.jpg)
And an updated list of the Watershield clansmen, still in progress :
(https://i.imgur.com/H1dE2CW.jpg)
Can we seriously try to avoid killing anyone off who is loyal to the fort? We need all the support we can get and I think that ought to include ases.
Nobody dies of a career ending fuckup.
Post by: Haspen on December 19, 2017, 08:14:43 am
Post by: Cathar on December 19, 2017, 08:16:43 am
Edit : Here you go !
Post by: Urist McVoyager on December 19, 2017, 10:21:43 am
Ases didn't fuck up. I did. Reinstate her in the army and I'll leave. I'm not her, she's not me, and if you need soldiers you're better off putting her on the front line. This is my last post here. You want to reach me, do it in private.
Peace.
Post by: IndigoFenix on December 19, 2017, 12:54:37 pm
Digo struggled with what felt like his six hundreth push-up this evening. His arms felt like they were on fire - his flimsy frame wasn't built for this kind of effort. He had finally learned to bear his burden in relative silence- complaints only led to more exercises. Captain what's-his-face was clearly too thick to give up, but that didn't mean Digo had to like it.
"Would Digo like to tell everyone how, exactly, what we are doing here is stupid?"
Rats. Did he say that out loud?
"Go on, Digo. Tell the other recruits what you think we should be doing instead of training."
Well, too late now.
"We could be building traps." He looked around at the other recruits. One of them was even younger than him. "A corridor full of automated traps could kill off or capture an invading army without risking the lives of any of these young recruits. We could live the rest of our lives in safety and security. Instead, we're wasting our energy getting ready to fight and probably die. That's why I think it's stupid."
It was pointless, of course. The idiot would probably start babbling about the importance of courage or valor in combat or some other garbage. These soldier types were all the same.
"Tell me, Digo. How much do you know about werebeasts?"
Digo paused. "I know they are... people. Who turn into monsters at the full moon. And, uh they can spread their curse by biting."
The Captain stared at him silently, just long enough to be uncomfortable. Then he began to pace up and down in front of his recruits.
"A werebeast, soldiers, is the perfect blend of man, beast, and evil magic. A werebeast knows neither mercy nor fear, but they are far from stupid. Rather, they possess a unique combination pf human intelligence and animal instinct that makes them cunning, agile, and most importantly," he finished, stopping directly in front of Digo, "completely immune to traps."
"The Land of Confining is home to a family of werebeasts. We have already felt the bite of some. More will be coming. A trap corridor serves no defense against werebeasts, soldiers. There is only one defense that works, and that is through combat. It is my job to turn you all into fighters capable of defending our fortress against the beastman menace."
Digo stared, slack-jawed. "You're going to send us to fight werebeasts?"
"Quite possibly. Now everyone drop and give me fifty, courtesy of Digo."
Digo dropped to the ground, ignoring the angry glares from the other green recruits. It was bad enough being sent off to boot camp for "building character". But actually seeing real, life-or-death combat? Him? He was an engineer! He was supposed to protect the fortress with his constructions, not by whacking things with sticks! Fighting was for... expendable people!
Digo was going to find a way to get out of it. There was no way he would wind up being eaten by some werebeast.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 19, 2017, 05:36:26 pm
Almost ! Light green are light forest, dark green deep forests, gray is mountain. On the very small map, only the belligerents are shown - Watershield is a bit up to the north, to the west of the great lake you can see on the north eastern side. I'll provide a wider, better map soon, probably tomorow.
Also : Satheth was indeed Thrathnu's top student. Still a big notch under the level of the standing army, but among the trainees, he was the best, seconded by Donu. Erod, the dude with the axe, is just a soldier, from the Dotep clan - he's the big brother of Sirris and Turot, girls that Satheth met in the boot camp. As Malfinal (who is incidently the guy who designed him, thanks again) said, he's a nice chap that gets kicks from helping other, but talks with fists as soon as someone eats his french fries.
A quiproquo between him and Zefer about Donu would be absolutely epic.
I'm pretty sure Zefer would (physically speaki ng) snap the axe man in half over Donu. That being said, wasn't Zefer supposed to give Donu a flower? Haha.
Ahem Journal update....now!
"Diary of Zefer Scribefondled
I was informed of a bit of news that made my heart sink for some unknown reason. It seems to be that due to the pressing matters of borders and goblins...five hundred goblins that is staying on our borders (So I hear anyway.) Some of the recruits and newbies in the army were put to work somewhere else. The jobs that were in needed of being filled like pumpworkers and so on. Donu, being a newbie, was put to work as a priestess or so I hear...i haven't worked up the courage to give her a flower, but I so have enough for a Boquet or two to give her...is that too forward Diary? Why did the news about Donu make my heart sink like my sword in flesh?"
Zefer broke himself from his diary, stopping the entry short, no artwork. He decided that now would be an appropriate time to give Donu a bouquet, for her saftey...if flowers even worked that way.
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 19, 2017, 05:50:26 pm
I think there is a bit of values dissonance between the forumites who mostly subscribe to western cultural standards, and the humans of Mong Kima who subscribe to DF proc-gen standards, such as disliking romance, and family. Even with these cultural values that don't fit out culture, they have a social almost isolated society where everyone knows everyone, so even if you don't like family, or value romance, you have to interact with and consider those people else you will be ostracized.
for example, Zothoabo seemed very disconnected to me, not caring about family or romance, but having 5 kids, his first when he was 15. He also saw his parents killed in front of him, so he tries to be a good parent, but kind of lets his family do whatever, partially because he doesn't care and partially because he wants them to have a happy life because he doesn't feel he can have one.
For Donu, she seemed like a revolutionary, so she makes a fuss, and undermines authority, but when it comes down to it, she does as she's told because she is part of the same society as everyone else. She may complain to Thrathnu and try to skip training and eat food, but she's not going to tear down the kitchen and mobilize the workers.
For me it's a bit of willful ignorance. Take the traits that are unique to the character and try to build a personality template, then find a way to rationalize that personality with their strange cultural values.
I'm pretty sure Zefer would (physically speaki ng) snap the axe man in half over Donu. That being said, wasn't Zefer supposed to give Donu a flower? Haha.
I got busy and wasn't able to get a story in for Donu last week. I'll try to get one done tomorrow. Plan is to have the flower and some interaction with Sirris.
Then more heavy stuff at the end of this week, or after holidays.
Post by: Cathar on December 19, 2017, 07:21:45 pm
^ Great story.
I think there is a bit of values dissonance between the forumites who mostly subscribe to western cultural standards, and the humans of Mong Kima who subscribe to DF proc-gen standards, such as disliking romance, and family. Even with these cultural values that don't fit out culture, they have a social almost isolated society where everyone knows everyone, so even if you don't like family, or value romance, you have to interact with and consider those people else you will be ostracized.
I imagine the Pearlites to be extremely collectivistic and practical. They dislike romance, don't like art too much, view science with suspiscion... and equally dislike traditions. At the opposite, they value practical things like craftmanship and consider the art of fighting with great respect. Tho there are one love relation in the fort, namely between Pathril and Idla. I kinda hinted at it on occasion, but last thing they want is that to become public. Marriage would be, I imagine, something the families set between one another, practically. Like, two families want to strenghen their bonds, their kids are okay, bam, marriage. I think it would make sense with the mindset.
Also, you won't get ostracized if you display an outliying behavior, characters are all outliers in some respect and Pearlites care for each others by inlarge, but you will get diagonal looks. Pretty much like if, today, someone was to tell you the earth is flat and he saw a ghost last night - that would be accepted, people would likely not make a fuss, but will think something's off with this one.
That said I am all in favor of a cute romance. That definitively can happen, Pearlites are humans after all, and playing it either as covert action or negociations between families, I'd say frankly go for it, that's a freedom we can take. (Also Donu can say no outright, I don't think she's the kind to dance around a negative answer, in which case Jalew will find someone else for his eldest son)
"Stupid, stupid, stupid."
Digo, check your inbox :D Also fantastic story, thanks a lot.
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 20, 2017, 03:27:31 pm
Spoiler: An Update From Donu (click to show/hide)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 20, 2017, 03:35:48 pm
I got busy and wasn't able to finish Donu's Spring Update before Summer 139, so here is the Spring Update. It's pretty long, so I'm keeping it in the spoiler.Spoiler: An Update From Donu (click to show/hide)
>sees Zefer as some super strong guy.
Why does the image of a big beefy guy holding a small daisy come to.mind when this topic comes up? It's humorous
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 20, 2017, 03:38:44 pm
Spoiler: How Donu Sees Zefer (click to show/hide)
jk, it's not that bad.
He is the strongest person in the fort tho, and the idea of a professional soldier picking flowers is pretty funny for Donu who is still kind of oblivious.
Post by: Cathar on December 20, 2017, 09:15:46 pm
Post by: JCdestr0yer on December 20, 2017, 11:12:09 pm
Post by: Malfinal on December 21, 2017, 04:11:37 pm
A quiproquo between him and Zefer about Donu would be absolutely epic.
I'm pretty sure Zefer would (physically speaki ng) snap the axe man in half over Donu. That being said, wasn't Zefer supposed to give Donu a flower? Haha.
honestly i myself would like to see a small brawl between zeref and erod over donu, though erod has no interest in her.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 21, 2017, 04:58:33 pm
Spoiler: How Donu Sees Zefer (click to show/hide)
jk, it's not that bad.
He is the strongest person in the fort tho, and the idea of a professional soldier picking flowers is pretty funny for Donu who is still kind of oblivious.
"ALL OF THE NEW FEMALE RECRUITS WILL BE REQUIRED TO WEAR....TINY COPPER SKIRTS!"
Post by: Cathar on December 21, 2017, 05:02:58 pm
As for Ser I'll give you all relevant informations in a few ! Sorry, I'm taking a bit of time to finish my stuff.
Also for Zefer/Erod shodown that could be fun but that's typically the kind of stuff I won't be enforcing against the players will
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 21, 2017, 05:08:58 pm
Oh god I wish we could make short skirts made of copper. But I know full well most of our male population would adopt them as the latest fashion before we could equip anyone with them.
As for Ser I'll give you all relevant informations in a few ! Sorry, I'm taking a bit of time to finish my stuff.
Also for Zefer/Erod shodown that could be fun but that's typically the kind of stuff I won't be enforcing against the players will
It's sad to think that the male populous wears skirts more than the woman populous....
Why do I imagine the male (dorfed male that is) characters wearing skirts now.
Dammit Cathar.
Post by: Cathar on December 21, 2017, 08:21:12 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/6590/f/2017/355/d/2/speaking_of_the_devil_by_number_seventeen-dbxfcmp.jpg)
Please excuse the stupidity
As for Ser, he doesn't seem to have authored anything new. This is a bit strange. I'll give him some time off to gather more inspiration and refill our quill stocks, just in case. Also don't worry about not writing stories, it's a-ok, real life always comes first
Post by: Haspen on December 22, 2017, 12:57:53 am
...for a while :P
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 22, 2017, 01:34:25 am
Oh god I wish we could make short skirts made of copper. But I know full well most of our male population would adopt them as the latest fashion before we could equip anyone with them.
As for Ser I'll give you all relevant informations in a few ! Sorry, I'm taking a bit of time to finish my stuff.
Also for Zefer/Erod shodown that could be fun but that's typically the kind of stuff I won't be enforcing against the players will
It's sad to think that the male populous wears skirts more than the woman populous....
Why do I imagine the male (dorfed male that is) characters wearing skirts now.
Dammit Cathar.
Whats wrong with males in skirts, robes, kilts,etc. Its better than being forced to wear those barbarous pant things, and that was the ROMAN perspective on things, and they were definitley patriarchal so I find this debate a little silly.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 22, 2017, 01:37:08 am
Oh god I wish we could make short skirts made of copper. But I know full well most of our male population would adopt them as the latest fashion before we could equip anyone with them.
As for Ser I'll give you all relevant informations in a few ! Sorry, I'm taking a bit of time to finish my stuff.
Also for Zefer/Erod shodown that could be fun but that's typically the kind of stuff I won't be enforcing against the players will
It's sad to think that the male populous wears skirts more than the woman populous....
Why do I imagine the male (dorfed male that is) characters wearing skirts now.
Dammit Cathar.
Whats wrong with males in skirts, robes, kilts,etc. Its better than being forced to wear those barbarous pant things, and that was the ROMAN perspective on things, and they were definitley patriarchal so I find this debate a little silly.
Know what? The men just need to be brazen and go in just loincloths. Nothing is more
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on December 22, 2017, 01:44:22 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 22, 2017, 01:55:32 am
Intimidating but impractical and arrogant (I mean the goblins have armor and bows right? they wont hesitate to take advantage of such recklessness)now maybe if they dressed in the butchered remains of goblins....NOW THAT would be intimidating and still provide a modicum of protection. Sadly pearlite ethics will not let us, methinks.This is the sad truth, but we make it up in spades by having absolutely mudertastic soldiers...i mean who can say they are from Watershield unless they can cut down a werebeast with a single cleave?
Post by: Cathar on December 22, 2017, 06:14:23 am
Know what? The men just need to be brazen and go in just loincloths. Nothing is morestupidintimidating than a bunch of crimson haired badasses taking 500 goblins in nothing but underwear.
I say we go directly to the limit and ride to battle wearing only censor bars.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 22, 2017, 09:55:29 am
Know what? The men just need to be brazen and go in just loincloths. Nothing is morestupidintimidating than a bunch of crimson haired badasses taking 500 goblins in nothing but underwear.
I say we go directly to the limit and ride to battle wearing only censor bars.
How much money do I have to pay for a commission picture of this?
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 22, 2017, 11:16:19 am
Know what? The men just need to be brazen and go in just loincloths. Nothing is morestupidintimidating than a bunch of crimson haired badasses taking 500 goblins in nothing but underwear.
I say we go directly to the limit and ride to battle wearing only censor bars.
How much money do I have to pay for a commission picture of this?
Autumn update is going to be weird, lol.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 22, 2017, 01:43:46 pm
It's only.weird if you make it weirdKnow what? The men just need to be brazen and go in just loincloths. Nothing is morestupidintimidating than a bunch of crimson haired badasses taking 500 goblins in nothing but underwear.
I say we go directly to the limit and ride to battle wearing only censor bars.
How much money do I have to pay for a commission picture of this?
Autumn update is going to be weird, lol.
Post by: Cathar on December 22, 2017, 09:09:22 pm
Shit will hit the fan (again, yes) in autumn, and we'll get serious again, but for now I just want to chill a bit :D
Also I'm sorry, I don't take commissions :c I don't draw or ask for money in general, I feel like I'm robbing people every time. Tis a labor of love ! I'd draw more stupid shit for summer 140. Let's chill while we can :D
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 22, 2017, 09:22:39 pm
I'm not really done at all with summer update. I'm sorry, things will take time at this period of a year. For most people, Christmas is a wonderful moment full of magic and children laughters, to me it's a hell made of running between shelves while printing receits at four times the usual speed. I just wanted to respond to Digo real quick. For all intent and purpous we're still in summer.
Shit will hit the fan (again, yes) in autumn, and we'll get serious again, but for now I just want to chill a bit :D
Also I'm sorry, I don't take commissions :c I don't draw or ask for money in general, I feel like I'm robbing people every time. Tis a labor of love ! I'd draw more stupid shit for summer 140. Let's chill while we can :D
Don't worry about it. We're all busy with Christmas stuff.
I don't mind the light stuff, that's what makes the characters.... characters, lol.
Post by: Cathar on December 29, 2017, 02:17:59 pm
Summer came and went. It was very calm, as almost each year. It feels good to know that whatever monstruosities we are to face in pursuit of our mission, summer is usually a time when we can sit back and relax for a while. There is not much to talk about - we are set firmly on the tracks set by the last town council, and all we had to do was to go forward.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0c08/f/2017/360/f/c/moving_forward_by_number_seventeen-dbxwl3c.jpg)
There are however a couple things I'd like to note, that may be of importance.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/2563/f/2017/361/a/a/warrior_s_fate_by_number_seventeen-dbxzcbb.jpg)
Firstly, we started to carry out the plan regarding our prisonners. Ollin Vaultaxe, commander of the siege strikeforce of Osme, three years ago, was slain. Sas, son of Bolli, carried out the execution. The two elves we caught were released soon after. The goblin officer Tode is still waiting for her fate as I write those lines, and the goblins grunt captured alongside her still have to be released, but this is not an urgent priority.
In other news, Onguet has been with us for two years, and her right to stay with us came to an end. However, she asked us to remain to Watershield as a permanent citizen, so as to start her own medecine school. Seing the value of training more doctors, we accepted heartfully.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ac45/f/2017/363/4/2/cutting_off_bodyparts_by_number_seventeen-dby7wjo.jpg)
Duslud is now her apprentice - some dwarven scholars also decided to follow the same path, forming what is pretty much the first non-military school of the village. We hope such endeavour will bring glory to us and to the kingdom as a whole.
We resumed our production of metal, we now split into two ; silver is made into training weapons and decorations, and serve the young Dengusa well to train his hand at metalcrafting. He learns quick - we hope to produce high quality weaponry soon.
Copper is kept on the side, ready to be used to reinforce our outer walls. Once the walls are finished, we'll consider our mission over... Give it a year or two.
War continues to rages on in the south between the empire of Osme and the kingdom of Egapesor. Our allies seem to have succeded in repelling them once again. We are glad to have such allies - their resistance allows us to reorganize ourselves, and knowing we're not alone in this war give te men hope.
We also decided to suspend, probably indefinitely, the piercing of the aquifer. Even with mechanized labour, this is becoing too hazardous, and we feel we won't get anywhere like that. We pierced the soil and secured some clay - enough to start a new industry. This is now what we hoped for, but it shall suffice - our primary mission remains to protect the kingdom, and we shall leave the exploration of the depths to others.
I believe this is all. Nothing to be noted, really, on the summers trade. We traded cloth to metal, and decided to add a large tribute to the kingdom, to add something material to the war effort. The traders seemed very pleased. Times like this help us a lot, and give us expectations for the future.
Post by: Imic on December 29, 2017, 05:20:42 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 29, 2017, 05:21:21 pm
Summer 140.It's kind of a bad thing when your own father says "I have plenty of sons to marry around"
Summer came and went. It was very calm, as almost each year. It feels good to know that whatever monstruosities we are to face in pursuit of our mission, summer is usually a time when we can sit back and relax for a while. There is not much to talk about - we are set firmly on the tracks set by the last town council, and all we had to do was to go forward.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0c08/f/2017/360/f/c/moving_forward_by_number_seventeen-dbxwl3c.jpg)
There are however a couple things I'd like to note, that may be of importance.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/2563/f/2017/361/a/a/warrior_s_fate_by_number_seventeen-dbxzcbb.jpg)
Firstly, we started to carry out the plan regarding our prisonners. Ollin Vaultaxe, commander of the siege strikeforce of Osme, three years ago, was slain. Sas, son of Bolli, carried out the execution. The two elves we caught were released soon after. The goblin officer Tode is still waiting for her fate as I write those lines, and the goblins grunt captured alongside her still have to be released, but this is not an urgent priority.
In other news, Onguet has been with us for two years, and her right to stay with us came to an end. However, she asked us to remain to Watershield as a permanent citizen, so as to start her own medecine school. Seing the value of training more doctors, we accepted heartfully.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ac45/f/2017/363/4/2/cutting_off_bodyparts_by_number_seventeen-dby7wjo.jpg)
Duslud is now her apprentice - some dwarven scholars also decided to follow the same path, forming what is pretty much the first non-military school of the village. We hope such endeavour will bring glory to us and to the kingdom as a whole.
We resumed our production of metal, we now split into two ; silver is made into training weapons and decorations, and serve the young Dengusa well to train his hand at metalcrafting. He learns quick - we hope to produce high quality weaponry soon.
Copper is kept on the side, ready to be used to reinforce our outer walls. Once the walls are finished, we'll consider our mission over... Give it a year or two.
War continues to rages on in the south between the empire of Osme and the kingdom of Egapesor. Our allies seem to have succeded in repelling them once again. We are glad to have such allies - their resistance allows us to reorganize ourselves, and knowing we're not alone in this war give te men hope.
We also decided to suspend, probably indefinitely, the piercing of the aquifer. Even with mechanized labour, this is becoing too hazardous, and we feel we won't get anywhere like that. We pierced the soil and secured some clay - enough to start a new industry. This is now what we hoped for, but it shall suffice - our primary mission remains to protect the kingdom, and we shall leave the exploration of the depths to others.
I believe this is all. Nothing to be noted, really, on the summers trade. We traded cloth to metal, and decided to add a large tribute to the kingdom, to add something material to the war effort. The traders seemed very pleased. Times like this help us a lot, and give us expectations for the future.
Post by: Sir Knight on December 30, 2017, 09:59:44 am
We resumed our production of metal, we now split into two ; silver is made into training weapons and decorations, and serve the young Dengusa well to train his hand at metalcrafting. He learns quick - we hope to produce high quality weaponry soon.
Copper is kept on the side, ready to be used to reinforce our outer walls. Once the walls are finished, we'll consider our mission over... Give it a year or two.
So, both weapons and decorations? Fun!
I'm imagining a sidestory where Dengusa starts making toys out of silver, being fresh out of childhood anyway, and gets in trouble for wasting good metal. But hey; the other kids in the place will have shiny new toys!
(Perhaps musical instrument parts. Are you bothering to provide people with musical instruments? And are there any that require a metal component? If so, Dengusa might make one or two. . . . And get in trouble.)
But if you, Cathar, don't mind wasting a little silver on some toys, I'd be tickled if that happened at least.
Also glad you have plans for an official wrap-up to this story.
Post by: Cathar on December 30, 2017, 12:16:57 pm
It's kind of a bad thing when your own father says "I have plenty of sons to marry around"Don't worry, Donu is not exactly a serial killer :D
So, both weapons and decorations? Fun!
I'm imagining a sidestory where Dengusa starts making toys out of silver, being fresh out of childhood anyway, and gets in trouble for wasting good metal. But hey; the other kids in the place will have shiny new toys!
(Perhaps musical instrument parts. Are you bothering to provide people with musical instruments? And are there any that require a metal component? If so, Dengusa might make one or two. . . . And get in trouble.)
But if you, Cathar, don't mind wasting a little silver on some toys, I'd be tickled if that happened at least.
Also glad you have plans for an official wrap-up to this story.
We made some metal covers for our books as well. We do have some instruments, but we haven't produced any yet. Most of them were traded, and some of them picked from the corpses of enemy bards. But we can make more, that's for sure.
Also yes, I feel this peculiar chapter has gone for long enough, it starts to get a bit circular. But if people are still interested, we can make another one after that.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 30, 2017, 01:08:11 pm
Do we have any other metals to make weapons out of? Or armour, I know wrestling really isn't a good thing but we could try to always train our warriors for on the spot combat incase we lose grip on our weaponsIt's kind of a bad thing when your own father says "I have plenty of sons to marry around"Don't worry, Donu is not exactly a serial killer :DSo, both weapons and decorations? Fun!
I'm imagining a sidestory where Dengusa starts making toys out of silver, being fresh out of childhood anyway, and gets in trouble for wasting good metal. But hey; the other kids in the place will have shiny new toys!
(Perhaps musical instrument parts. Are you bothering to provide people with musical instruments? And are there any that require a metal component? If so, Dengusa might make one or two. . . . And get in trouble.)
But if you, Cathar, don't mind wasting a little silver on some toys, I'd be tickled if that happened at least.
Also glad you have plans for an official wrap-up to this story.
We made some metal covers for our books as well. We do have some instruments, but we haven't produced any yet. Most of them were traded, and some of them picked from the corpses of enemy bards. But we can make more, that's for sure.
Also yes, I feel this peculiar chapter has gone for long enough, it starts to get a bit circular. But if people are still interested, we can make another one after that.
Post by: Cathar on December 30, 2017, 01:22:38 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 30, 2017, 01:43:00 pm
Oh yeah, don't worry about that, hand on hand combat is part of everyone's training. Most of our soldiers can kill a troll barehand. For other metal, yes, we have a lot of tin, so we can make bronze, and we have some reserve of iron. But I want to train Dengusa before I give him more serious workThen why don't we train a set of soldiers for flanking and stealth combats? If what you said about the 500 some odd goblins on the doorstep sounds like we need to introduce guerilla tactics within our arrangement, maybe have some back lines aim for important captain's and what not?
Post by: Cathar on December 30, 2017, 02:30:08 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on December 30, 2017, 03:12:59 pm
Sure thing, if you have an idea in mind and are proposing yourself for a promotion, please go on explaining your idea. I've been looking for promoting a new captain for quite a time now.
Well I was hoping to resurrect the bow squad but refit it for more combat oriented things. Training them not only in hand to hand but also swords and the bow, guerilla tactics dictates hit and run, or we can have a squad learn the art of stealth and start flanking enemies while the main forces are clashing.
Whichever idea you want I'm open.
(Also I like Donu wears the flower!)
Diary of Zefer Scribefondled
I came up with two ideas whilst awaiting sleep.im pretty sure that the elders or war council here in Watershield won't like either of them but I must have confidence. After all I also have to help Donu with her problem, and if I become a captain my influence will grow a little bit to help her...i don't know if she is using me or not diary but my heart swells whenever I am near her...am i falling for someone I've only interacted with because I helped train her...or helped her with a problem? I don't know, I think I'm getting sick and I should probably head to the chief doctor for a remedy....if he has one for my symptoms.
-Zefer
Post by: Cathar on December 30, 2017, 03:18:32 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 01, 2018, 02:20:56 pm
Works for me ! I'll soon be promoting Zefer to a ranger squad, using swords and bows. It will likely be a small squad at first, and Zefer will have to drill his own recruits, but that's definitely something we can do. I'll make sure to tell you when he receives his promotion.I'm game! I can get some fine rangers out there
Post by: Cathar on January 01, 2018, 10:07:15 pm
If you want to pick two colors for the Nation of Pearls, and one color for the Riverguard, you'll make me a happy man.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 01, 2018, 10:14:04 pm
While I am at it, I think it's more than time to get a color scheme for both the kingdom and the Riverguard. So why not decide that while I work on the next update? We'd need those for painting shields and for the flags aswell.Oh I can think of a few, these colors will intimidate even the dragons that hide in the caves!
If you want to pick two colors for the Nation of Pearls, and one color for the Riverguard, you'll make me a happy man.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 02, 2018, 01:55:56 pm
Also, colors that pop into my head are Red & Gold, and Black & Green. Maybe Blue and Black because river, idk, lol.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 02, 2018, 02:02:04 pm
Out of curiosity, what is the symbol of Mong Kima / Watershields (River Guard)?I was thinking of a more regal approach, a pearlish white circle surrounded by a border of purple and a gold trim on the edge of the shield, mostly because we are the last bastion of the queens seat of power not to mention that the white circle is in fact a pearl.
Also, colors that pop into my head are Red & Gold, and Black & Green. Maybe Blue and Black because river, idk, lol.
Post by: Cathar on January 02, 2018, 03:13:37 pm
The symbol of the Riverguard is a shield with five arrows shot at it.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 02, 2018, 04:06:26 pm
The symbol of Mong Kima is an image of crown. It's not really remarkable, aside from it's name, The Mechanism of Mortality. People love symbolism that's for sure.
The symbol of the Riverguard is a shield with five arrows shot at it.
Is there any way we could get some simple concept art w/ various colors/designs to choose from?
Post by: Cathar on January 02, 2018, 04:20:42 pm
That's how I designed the Mong Kima's symbol. For the Riverguard and Watershield, I must admit I haven't gave it too much of a thought, because we haven't crafted a lot of those symbols, but surely we need a definite design. So I've been thinking about those :
(https://i.imgur.com/ZKToym4.jpg)
I'm more leaning toward number 1, because it's more compact mostly. As for the colors... I really have no idea. Maybe something to evoke the copper and silver we're getting from the war, and the water we're sitting on ? Or some red/orange to remind of the unusual haircolors of the people who live here ? We need something to symbolize what we are. But I don't have a list of color schemes to chose from, but I'm open to any suggestions
Post by: Haspen on January 02, 2018, 04:44:31 pm
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on January 02, 2018, 05:36:57 pm
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/de54/f/2017/116/2/1/mong_kima___cover_1_by_number_seventeen-db769bb.jpg)Throwing a blazon into drawshield (with appropriate coloring, though it's easily changeable) generates this
That's how I designed the Mong Kima's symbol. For the Riverguard and Watershield, I must admit I haven't gave it too much of a thought, because we haven't crafted a lot of those symbols, but surely we need a definite design. So I've been thinking about those :
(https://i.imgur.com/ZKToym4.jpg)
I'm more leaning toward number 1, because it's more compact mostly. As for the colors... I really have no idea. Maybe something to evoke the copper and silver we're getting from the war, and the water we're sitting on ? Or some red/orange to remind of the unusual haircolors of the people who live here ? We need something to symbolize what we are. But I don't have a list of color schemes to chose from, but I'm open to any suggestions
(https://i.imgur.com/RPwpHCY.jpg)
Quarterly azure and copper, 5 arrows argent
Post by: Cathar on January 02, 2018, 05:54:28 pm
Edit : Maybe we can keep my first design for the flag, with the arrows bent in a slight circle, and use Lemonpie's variation for shields ?
Post by: Sir Knight on January 03, 2018, 11:00:16 am
I actually like this ! Are you guys okay with that? That seems pretty good to me !
Edit : Maybe we can keep my first design for the flag, with the arrows bent in a slight circle, and use Lemonpie's variation for shields ?
Yeah! Though I'd like to vote against the "slight circle" idea--not to be a jerk, but simply because I don't think that's normal for heraldry. Art of that style and age (speaking in the real world, of course) didn't do much with subtle changes/curves, gradients, and/or perspective. Having five parallel arrows communicates the idea of "yup, you're being shot by five arrows" and that's about where it would end.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 03, 2018, 08:24:33 pm
“All right recruits, we’re going to start with a dodging demonstration, find a partner and pair up.”
Sirris shuffled over to Digo and began preparing for a long day of training. Before Thrathnu could start the class, he was interrupted by a knock on the barracks door.
“Ah Zefer, here to give the new recruits a demonstration?” Thrathnu turned to the audience of young recruits, “Zefer was in your shoes just 2 years ago, and look at him now. He’s up for promotion to squad leader.”
Zefer brushed his hair back anxiously, “Thanks captain I, uh, actually wanted to talk to you.” He paused, clearly nervous in front of the youngsters, “Just wanted to pick your brain about running a squad.”
“Ah, you always were a diligent student, come with me, I’ll give you some pointers.” Before leaving, Thrathnu turned to the recruits, “You’re not off the hook yet, take 5 laps around the barracks, and report back when you’re done.”
After everyone gave a disheartened “yes sir” Thrathnu retreated to his office with Zefer to talk about military hierarchy.
Sirris sighed and began heading out of the barracks to begin her laps, before she was distracted by a whistle from the other side of the barracks. When she looked over towards the sound of the whistle she saw Donu peaking around the corner, waving her over.
“Hurry, before Thratpin gets back!” She tried to whisper
Sirris looked over to make sure no one else noticed, and rushed over to join Donu. “Hey Donu, what are you doing here?”
Donu beamed down at Sirris, “Breaking you out.” She reached into her backpack and pulled out a couple waterskins and some food, “We’re meeting Zefer at the gate, and I brought snacks.” She handed Sirris one of Mate’s famous mystery meals and they began walking to the gate.
“So, I guess your feeling a bit better about your mom?”
“I still don’t really want to talk about it,” They walked in silence for a bit, “I think living in the temple helped. I feel less…. weighed down by it. I don’t really know how to say it but… I feel like I’ve had time to decide how I feel.”
“When my mom was killed I was pretty young, so it was different… but I still miss her. I think it helps having people to talk to.” Sirris leaned over and gave Donu a little hug.
“I’m glad I found someone else in the fort who isn’t so uptight.”
Just before they reached the last gate, Zefer caught up to them.
“Hey guys... er… girls.”
“Hey Zefer you finally got away from captain Thratpin.”
“Yeah…. He actually had some really good advice-”
“BOOOORRRRIINNNNGGGG.” Donu made a face, and did her best Thrathnu impression. “No eating, only training. Run more laps. Put some effort into those swings.” She accompanied this with a pantomime of the captain pointing at recruits and cracking a whip.
“He wasn’t that bad.”
“You’re a great person Donu, but that impression was pretty bad.”
“Sirris? Even you? (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Et_tu,_Brute%3F)”
“Sorry, no one’s perfect you know.”
“Oh yeah? I still graduated from military school, I can beat you in a fight.”
“No need to fight, we wouldn’t want to get in even more trouble.” Zefer interjected.
“I’m sorry if I got you in trouble, we can go back if you want.”
“No one’s going to get into trouble. Zefer’s just in love with me, so I get to boss him around.”
Sirris looked back at Zefer, who’s face matched the color of his red hair, “Yeah” he muttered.
“So I guess this is a date then huh?” Donu turned to look at Zefer, a twinge of red on her face as well.
Sirris looked between the two. “I’ve always wanted to try my hand at fishing, why don’t you two go on ahead while I see what I can catch in this pond.”
Zefer and Donu nodded and wandered off to the other side of the pond and talked for a bit. As the day began to wind down, they grabbed Sirris and returned to the fort.
(https://i.imgur.com/Dfo6UDo.jpg)
Spoiler: Donu's Super Secret Diary, DO NOT READ!!!! (click to show/hide)
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 03, 2018, 09:13:35 pm
Spoiler: red+gold (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: green+black (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: purple+gold (click to show/hide)
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 03, 2018, 09:58:28 pm
It's the goatee.
It's always the goatee.
Post by: Cathar on January 04, 2018, 09:15:48 am
Also take your time, next update will cover one main event of this second part of the year. Only one real big thing happened, but it's a really big big thing, final boss type event. So take your time, I have some more pages to make on that, and I want to redraw Donu and Zefer as a way to say thank you, and this will time some time ^^
For the colors, I like the purple one. Maybe we can replace the yellow by orange, to avoid a too big "in your face" contrast, else this is my favourite so far
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 04, 2018, 10:16:55 am
Sorry about the double post. I made some shitty photoshops with me and Zefer's color suggestions. Just to help the visual learners.Amazing designs, these will definitely strike fear into the hearts of many.Spoiler: red+gold (click to show/hide)Spoiler: green+black (click to show/hide)Spoiler: purple+gold (click to show/hide)
On Cathar's end, Redraw them how exactly?
Post by: Haspen on January 04, 2018, 10:33:41 am
For the colors, I like the purple one. Maybe we can replace the yellow by orange, to avoid a too big "in your face" contrast, else this is my favourite so far
In heraldry, the point of contrast is so the banner is visible and recognizable in bad weather conditions 'v.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 04, 2018, 01:55:16 pm
For the colors, I like the purple one. Maybe we can replace the yellow by orange, to avoid a too big "in your face" contrast, else this is my favourite so far
I really like the white gems/pearls in the crown design for Mong Kima. I think Purple/Orange/White is the current favorite in terms of color.
Post by: Cathar on January 04, 2018, 06:13:28 pm
In heraldry, the point of contrast is so the banner is visible and recognizable in bad weather conditions 'v.
You're right but it kinda make my point :D
In low visibility conditions, human eyes lose its ability to see saturation before it loses its ability to see luminosity. In low light situation, the orange and the white would still be somewhat recognizable, but the purple would appear pitch black (it's a question of color luminosity, I can show you if you want). So in this situation it's necessary to distinguish the white from the secondary color, because you will only be able to distinguish the two.
Orange and white are more distinct than white and yellow (orange being a less luminous color), so in low light situation they would fare better imho.
But the real point is, they need to look cool. When the men are under the flag, they must think "fuck yeah, I'm under the flag"
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 04, 2018, 06:35:15 pm
In heraldry, the point of contrast is so the banner is visible and recognizable in bad weather conditions 'v.
You're right but it kinda make my point :D
In low visibility conditions, human eyes lose its ability to see saturation before it loses its ability to see luminosity. In low light situation, the orange and the white would still be somewhat recognizable, but the purple would appear pitch black (it's a question of color luminosity, I can show you if you want). So in this situation it's necessary to distinguish the white from the secondary color, because you will only be able to distinguish the two.
Orange and white are more distinct than white and yellow (orange being a less luminous color), so in low light situation they would fare better imho.
But the real point is, they need to look cool. When the men are under the flag, they must think "fuck yeah, I'm under the flag"
Not to mention making the enemies fear our army.
Post by: Cathar on January 04, 2018, 06:40:01 pm
Post by: Aranador on January 04, 2018, 07:39:23 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 05, 2018, 05:49:45 pm
I found this cool diagram thing, and was wondering if we wanted to create a royal crest for Prince Ryukan?
(http://www.internationalheraldry.com/pics/penholdalberta.jpg)
Post by: Cathar on January 05, 2018, 08:02:05 pm
Post by: Cathar on January 06, 2018, 06:13:29 am
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Music! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-cWo2-IgMg)
Early winter 140
I don't know if power corrupts or if it only magnifies the darkness in people's heart, but I know that General Tis' soul was black as a starless night. Seventeen years ago, after only a few years of service, after a trip to the south west of the country, he changed drastically.
I don't know what he saw in the Tooth of Tussing mountain range, but it did killed something inside him. Since then, his own death has been on his mind constantly. He would not talk about anything else, dabbling into strange alchemistic experiments, trying unusucessfully his hand at the black arts. It was always suspected that the abrubt declaration of war against the dwarven kingdom of Desor-Usol was a consequence of his strange obession, and today, I am inclined to think that.
Tis has been using every ounce of power he had in the pursuit of his goal, and as our war leader, that meant our very lives. For seventeen years it seems, the history of the Nation of Pearls can be resumed by this single little sentence : we tried to survive our leader's passion.
Every battle we fought, every soul we took, every suffering we endured can be ultimately tied to the General's quest. The construction of Watershield itself, has the Crazed Conflict not escalated into a worldwide war, would probably have been unecessary.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/4e78/f/2017/357/7/5/every_road_ends_by_number_seventeen-dbxnptt.jpg)
However, when news reached us that death eventually took its toll on the old man, I felt no joy... nor pity for that matter. I felt relief. Maybe we're at the dawn of a new age, where Mong Kima will be able to prosper. With the old man dead, maybe we we can start to sign peace with our neighbours, and the Riverguard won't be necessary anymore.
After a lifetime of war, maybe I can finally rest.
However, the new from his death has come alongside another, of equal importance.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9727/f/2017/364/1/f/kaiju_by_number_seventeen-dbyehkh.jpg)
Odlug is the beast that destroyed the old capitale city, forcing the royal family into exile in Hazelslide. His claws made of bronze are tainted by the blood of our beloved king, Peklod Balancedbitten. Ever since he destroyed our historical capitale city, Odlug has been leaving us in peace, and preocuppied itself, on occasion, by slaughtering the people of other kingdoms, and he has since then being of no bother to us.
However this time, he's aiming for the royale family once again, and we're on his way. We have no choice but to stop him definitely, here and now. We deployed immediately to meet him in the field.
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4_nU5lJIi0)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/fd42/f/2018/004/f/2/here_we_stand_by_number_seventeen-dbyvwvo.jpg)
This may be our final battle. Odlug is known to be invulnerable to our weaponry, and no amount of skill can make up for it. However, we said we would fight, and we'll certainely not back up from a fight with our king's murderer.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3f3b/f/2018/005/b/4/one_hundred_three_by_number_seventeen-dbyzp1w.jpg)
We fight for something bigger than ourselves, bigger than Watershield, maybe bigger than Mong Kima. And if it means we have to fight a god, so be it.
We're fighting for mankind.
We deployed in front of him. In my men's face, I would see neither fear nor hesitation. We all signed up for this, and we're all ready for the ultimate sacrifice.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3f98/f/2018/006/d/d/settling_the_score_by_number_seventeen-dbz3q8k.jpg)
Post by: Haspen on January 06, 2018, 06:23:43 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 06, 2018, 08:21:06 am
>Zefer can lift this mean mother-lover without hesitation.
>on second thought maybe not.
The tragedy thirty-some-odd years ago won't go unpunished, that much can be said. But it comes to times like this when we can hope and pray for a miracle, something to distract this monstrosity.
Diary of Zefer Scribefondled,
Peace, a concept I wasn't birthed from, a word not in my dictionary. It was made one day this winter when our great general died, some say after immorality...We breathed lightly until the tremors started, a disease thirty years ago came back, a tall malign form of pure Bronze and a corrupted soul come back to haunt us.
Diary, if it comes to it, I may die here. I just want this last page to say thus.
I die for my kingdom.
I love you Donu....I always will.
This possible final fight will be for Old man Peklod, For The river guard, for Hazelside, for Donu....
For Mong Kima!
-Zefer
Post by: Imic on January 06, 2018, 10:52:44 am
The walls of watershield were made of wood. Sparks flew from the sky, and the monsters gears, like a massive striker, lit the forest aflame. Such heat spread through the bogs like a tide, through the earth, lighting the turf aflame.
The rooftops of watershield burned bright in the darkness. A host of humans, all clad in bronze slowly walked towards the great beast of metal, lights beaming down, blinding the combatants. The soldiers put their shields forward, forming a wall. None would pass.
None.
[HYYYYYYPE]
[I know this isn't what's happening, but I'm so hyped!]
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 06, 2018, 07:19:44 pm
There was a report from Watershield. It was in the hands of a tired, scarred, shell - shocked soldier, who could barely look anyone in the eye.I am prepared for an attack of titan-esque sequel where we murderfuck this collosus if he wins
The walls of watershield were made of wood. Sparks flew from the sky, and the monsters gears, like a massive striker, lit the forest aflame. Such heat spread through the bogs like a tide, through the earth, lighting the turf aflame.
The rooftops of watershield burned bright in the darkness. A host of humans, all clad in bronze slowly walked towards the great beast of metal, lights beaming down, blinding the combatants. The soldiers put their shields forward, forming a wall. None would pass.
None.
[HYYYYYYPE]
[I know this isn't what's happening, but I'm so hyped!]
Post by: Sir Knight on January 06, 2018, 11:05:35 pm
If it must end this way, then so be it! Hey, if we're lucky, the dumb thing will camp out in the remains for a few seasons and then leave, so the fort can retire instead of fall . . .
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 06, 2018, 11:24:45 pm
But for now all I have to do is pray that atleast some important characters make it.
Post by: Cathar on January 07, 2018, 04:19:10 am
Do I spy some steel on the armor of the leaders? If so, darn shame none of it got into the weapons.
If it must end this way, then so be it! Hey, if we're lucky, the dumb thing will camp out in the remains for a few seasons and then leave, so the fort can retire instead of fall . . .
Unfortunately that's just iron... Human cannot make steel unfortunately, it remains a dwarven secret...
Also if only I had the time to get the Ranger Squad up and active we would stand some semblance of a chance against this beast of olden times.
But for now all I have to do is pray that atleast some important characters make it.
I'll try my best to have that resolution done quickly ! Hold on a bit !
Post by: Cathar on January 09, 2018, 12:44:36 pm
Of course, we haven't deployed without a plan. There is always an unquantifiable gap between a battle plan on paper and it's realization on the field, but we would definitely not engage an Old God without a serious ace card in our sleeve.
Unbridled bravery and careful planning - they are the two sources of our survival in the Enchanted Swamp, and today was not exception.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3d77/f/2018/009/4/b/that_s_our_home_by_number_seventeen-dbzgo5s.jpg)
The eastern side of the fortress has been constellated by traps for a very long time, to give us an advantage against the forces of Osme Stobûb. When we learnt that Odlug has been awakened once again, it took little effort to adapt those traps and capture a monster of its size. We enlarged them, and deepened them, we filled it with the most solid chain nets we could forge, and we tried our best to lure him in. We had to be prepared in case it would fail, and we were ready for it.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e06b/f/2018/009/6/c/7_meters_deep_trap_by_number_seventeen-dbzgo9g.jpg)
But it worked.
The monster fell like a rock inside the pit - the men rushed in and chained it without casualties. Odlug, the beast that has been terrorizing the subcontinent for longer than recorded history, has destroyed our historical capital city and killed our second king - was now at our mercy.
(https://i.imgur.com/N24MvQA.png)
We came back victorious - once more. We partied all night and drank a lot, morale has never been higher. Zefer was promoted to the rank of cadet captain, and his wedding with Donu was planned. Digo, who inspired our battleplan, and Sirris, who has been requesting her release from bootcamp, were let go and started their careers. Digo as a mechanic, Sirris as a priestess with Donu.
We received weary news in the morning about the war spilling over to the south, but it was not of our immediate concern. We survived again, that what's matter.
When we eventually sobered up, the construction of the outer wall resumed - we'll deal with the war another day.
(https://i.imgur.com/gxaKeY1.jpg)
Now how can we dismantle the beast, that's another problem.
Post by: Haspen on January 09, 2018, 12:59:19 pm
Dig the pit to deepest cavern-
Oh wait, aquifer. Dammit :v
Trust teh Haspens's simple plan v.2:
Dig a pit, put the cage in, wall the pit, never open it again. Profit!
Post by: Glass on January 09, 2018, 01:40:17 pm
Post by: Cathar on January 09, 2018, 01:46:22 pm
Dig a pit, put the cage in, wall the pit, never open it again. Profit!
That won't do...It will escape when the fort is retired (read : soon) and will probably not be happy. It needs to die !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 09, 2018, 01:57:58 pm
Trust teh Haspen's simple plan:We...we aren't dead!
Dig the pit to deepest cavern-
Oh wait, aquifer. Dammit :v
Trust teh Haspens's simple plan v.2:
Dig a pit, put the cage in, wall the pit, never open it again. Profit!
Post by: Haspen on January 09, 2018, 02:33:27 pm
Dig a pit, put the cage in, wall the pit, never open it again. Profit!
That won't do...It will escape when the fort is retired (read : soon) and will probably not be happy. It needs to die !
Oh you mean it will teleport outta the cage and outside the built walls? Dangit.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 09, 2018, 02:46:29 pm
My chest feels lighter, as if a weight of some thousand tonnes was lifted off of me so I could breathe, I felt fear that day, but it then lead to relief..that colossus, that thing that killed our long and my ancestors was defeated, not killed but put into a ruse like no other, a giant bronze caged animal that will be killed some how....some way. Its as of the souls of the murdered, the victims of the machine were put at rest, thanking all of us for the bravery.
I was promoted, diary, the Ranger Squad is mine and due to my finesse with both bow and blade I will make it useful for us. First, things first, I need some fresh recruits, or people earnest to learn the art of surprise and long ranged combat.
Oh, and I proposed to Donu...i think I did anyways, all that happened after the bronze demon fell was a blur...so I think I'll ask Donu what happened,our betrothement is soon though.
-Zefer
Post by: IndigoFenix on January 09, 2018, 04:55:07 pm
"Of course", Digo replied with confidence. "It works on mice."
"Just because it works on mice doesn't mean it will work on monsters."
"We've done all we can, haven't we?"
Thrathnu sighed. "It seems that way. We're out of options."
Sirris turned to the side. "We're all counting on you, Digo."
"It will work."
Trust me.
The earth erupted. A bronze mountain shifted and began to walk forward.
"Stand your ground, men!"
A row of swords and spears bristled at the creature, its head outlined by the swirling red sun. It was big, so much bigger than he could have ever imagined
It strode forward toward the trap, but it was nowhere big enough. He was a fool to think he could trap a god like a mouse. A foot the size of a house crushed the mechanism like a dried twig. Soldiers swarmed forward like ants and were crushed A hand reached forward to blot out the sun
Screaming
It held Sirris in one hand and Thathnu in the other. Digo stared up at the cold, unfeeling eyes that gleamed at him with the indifference of the cruelest gods as it pinched off their heads
Sirris' head rolled in front of Digo and looked up at him. "This is your fault."
The crushed bodies of the soliders standing in a circle and pointing their fingers your fault your fault your fault
Digo's eyes shot open. Soaked in cold sweat, breathing heavily. It was just a dream, he thought. It's all okay. We won. The fort is saved, my design worked, boot camp is done, and I'm about to start my real career.
He sat in the dark for a few minutes. Then he lit a candle and got up.
---
Memories stirred in his head as he walked.
Let's hear it for the man of the hour!
I think your training is done.
Well done, Digo! That trap design of yours was brilliant!
"NO IT WASN'T!" Digo shouted, kicking a broken mug left over from the post-battle celebration. "It was a horrible, broken, slipshod piece of garbage that only worked half the time!"
A low, metallic groaning noise answered him. Of course he'd wind up here. The thing was still in its cage. It just stood there, eyes glowing down at him. Almost...placid. So different from the blood-crazed engine of destruction that attacked the fort.
I got lucky.
I'm a terrible mechanic.
And now there were going to be people depending on him. Depending on him to protect them from monsters like this.
Digo walked around the caged monster. Its head moved to track him, but that was all. The creepiest thing about it was how it didn't even seem angry or resentful. It just...was.
"Why doesn't it even try to escape?"
It doesn't need to. It doesn't kill and destroy because it's angry. It kills and destroys because killing and destroying is what it does. When it cannot...it just sits there.
It doesn't care whether it succeeds or fails.
It just does what it is meant to do.
"I understand."
Digo turned around and walked back to his room. Tomorrow, his new job would begin.
Post by: Paxiecrunchle on January 09, 2018, 05:30:09 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 09, 2018, 05:58:40 pm
Zefer was promoted to the rank of cadet captain, and his wedding with Donu was planned.
Oh, and I proposed to Donu...i think I did anyways, all that happened after the bronze demon fell was a blur...so I think I'll ask Donu what happened,our betrothement is soon though.
I thought we were waiting till they were old enough to get married. I was going to delay the courtship for at least 2 more seasons till Donu is 16, but I may have lost track of time. I know we could do a betrothal, have it last the rest of the year. The next story I had planned was Donu talking with her dad about Zefer, so I can tie a betrothal in with that.
edit: Awesome story tho. I like how more and more badass monsters/armies keep coming to watershield, only to get embarrassed by a few brave humans.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 09, 2018, 06:18:20 pm
Zefer was promoted to the rank of cadet captain, and his wedding with Donu was planned.Oh, and I proposed to Donu...i think I did anyways, all that happened after the bronze demon fell was a blur...so I think I'll ask Donu what happened,our betrothement is soon though.
I thought we were waiting till they were old enough to get married. I was going to delay the courtship for at least 2 more seasons till Donu is 16, but I may have lost track of time. I know we could do a betrothal, have it last the rest of the year. The next story I had planned was Donu talking with her dad about Zefer, so I can tie a betrothal in with that.
edit: Awesome story tho. I like how more and more badass monsters/armies keep coming to watershield, only to get embarrassed by a few brave humans.
That's the Watershield way
Post by: Sir Knight on January 09, 2018, 07:29:51 pm
Wow. Um. Is a level-controlled cave-in trap an option?
Post by: Cathar on January 10, 2018, 02:33:03 am
I thought we were waiting till they were old enough to get married. I was going to delay the courtship for at least 2 more seasons till Donu is 16, but I may have lost track of time. I know we could do a betrothal, have it last the rest of the year. The next story I had planned was Donu talking with her dad about Zefer, so I can tie a betrothal in with that.
I might have jumped the gun a bit... sorry about that. We can put that on the account of everybody being drunk out of their mind when that decision was made. Altho I kind of want to start wrapping up the stories, the fort will close his door before she reaches 18. But yeah, we can make it a bethrowal and call it marriage a bit later. That could be ponctuate a happy ending for the fort ?
. . . Of course. I had been wondering how exactly you caught prisoners before; you never discussed your cage trap setup in any detail.
Wow. Um. Is a level-controlled cave-in trap an option?
I fear not, everything behind the sand layer is full of water. Maybe I can try to build a ballista? Or a weapon trap filled with legendary weapons?
[...]
Digo turned around and walked back to his room. Tomorrow, his new job would begin.
Thanks a lot for the story :D I'll have something drawn for lil Digo soon !
Post by: Aranador on January 10, 2018, 03:24:38 am
Post by: Cathar on January 10, 2018, 08:35:17 am
It's fine, at least the capitale city is safe from its rampage.
Alright guys, from now on I'll only do one update per year and wrap this up before opening a new chapter. If you wish anything to be done, it's pretty much now or never !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 10, 2018, 09:47:43 am
Hum...we're super low tech, we don't have the logistical means to do any of that. Odlug might survive after all.
It's fine, at least the capitale city is safe from its rampage.
Alright guys, from now on I'll only do one update per year and wrap this up before opening a new chapter. If you wish anything to be done, it's pretty much now or never !
Doesn't that mean that we would have to evacuate the citizenry to somewhere more secure?
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 10, 2018, 11:55:37 am
[...]
Digo turned around and walked back to his room. Tomorrow, his new job would begin.
Thanks a lot for the story :D I'll have something drawn for lil Digo soon !
Just caught up with Digo's story. Well done!
Post by: Cathar on January 10, 2018, 11:56:05 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 10, 2018, 12:47:57 pm
I'd be all for it, but Watershield itself is the condition for the world to be somewhat secure. If we leave, the kingdom will be left defenseless. Unfortunately, we can't just abandon the fort ; we'll have to retire it and keep our fingers crossedWhy not bring an adventurer in to deal with the monstrosity that is this colossus? I know I'm asking a lot here but this is the shield of humanity we are talking about.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 10, 2018, 01:01:13 pm
Zothoabo was woken from his nap by a crashing sound coming from the hospital. He got out of bed cautiously and headed out. There wasn’t a real threat of thievery in Watershields, but he didn’t want anyone disrupting, or moving his supplies in case of emergency.
When he opened the door to the hospital he was greeted with the sight of Donu, trying to handle two brooms and a mop in one hand, while carrying some rags in the other. As he opened the door, she stepped in her mop bucket and slipped, crashing to the floor and spilling mop water on the ground.
“Donu, what are you doing here? You usually visit once per week.”
Donu scrambled to her feet and kicked the bucket in anger, spraying more mop water across the floor, “Hey dad, just helping out like the good daughter I am.”
“Are you alright? It’s not like you to show up out of nowhere just to,” he made air quotes with his fingers, “help.”
“I don’t have much to do, and with mom gone, I figured you could use an extra hand at the hospital.”
“So you don’t have any ulterior motives for coming here?” He gave Donu his best dad stare, “You know, I heard some rumors you and Zefer have become lovers.”
“DAD!”
“What?” He gave an exaggerated shrug, “It’s what I heard.”
Donu fidgeted a bit during the awkward silence that ensued. “Ok, so maybe me and Zefer are a little more than friends.”
“So you did have ulterior motives for coming here?”
“W-wel’,” she stammered, “I just want you to talk to Jalew and see if he approves of us.”
Zothoabo grabbed Donu and pulled her into a bear hug, “I’m so proud of you. I’ll talk to Jalew, but you have to tell your mother. I know you haven’t talked to her since her accident, but she needs to know her children are still able to feel joy.”
“I’ll talk to her,” Donu hugged her father back, “Thank you, you’ve been a great dad.”
As Donu left Zothoabo began cleaning up the mess she made, “A great dad, huh?” he said to himself, “Who would've thought?”
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 10, 2018, 01:05:27 pm
mini update.Zoth is best father-in-law.
Zothoabo was woken from his nap by a crashing sound coming from the hospital. He got out of bed cautiously and headed out. There wasn’t a real threat of thievery in Watershields, but he didn’t want anyone disrupting, or moving his supplies in case of emergency.
When he opened the door to the hospital he was greeted with the sight of Donu, trying to handle two brooms and a mop in one hand, while carrying some rags in the other. As he opened the door, she stepped in her mop bucket and slipped, crashing to the floor and spilling mop water on the ground.
“Donu, what are you doing here? You usually visit once per week.”
Donu scrambled to her feet and kicked the bucket in anger, spraying more mop water across the floor, “Hey dad, just helping out like the good daughter I am.”
“Are you alright? It’s not like you to show up out of nowhere just to,” he made air quotes with his fingers, “help.”
“I don’t have much to do, and with mom gone, I figured you could use an extra hand at the hospital.”
“So you don’t have any ulterior motives for coming here?” He gave Donu his best dad stare, “You know, I heard some rumors you and Zefer have become lovers.”
“DAD!”
“What?” He gave an exaggerated shrug, “It’s what I heard.”
Donu fidgeted a bit during the awkward silence that ensued. “Ok, so maybe me and Zefer are a little more than friends.”
“So you did have ulterior motives for coming here?”
“W-wel’,” she stammered, “I just want you to talk to Jalew and see if he approves of us.”
Zothoabo grabbed Donu and pulled her into a bear hug, “I’m so proud of you. I’ll talk to Jalew, but you have to tell your mother. I know you haven’t talked to her since her accident, but she needs to know her children are still able to feel joy.”
“I’ll talk to her,” Donu hugged her father back, “Thank you, you’ve been a great dad.”
As Donu left Zothoabo began cleaning up the mess she made, “A great dad, huh?” he said to himself, “Who would've thought?”
10/10
Post by: Cathar on January 10, 2018, 04:05:42 pm
Also I'm afraid we're definitely at the end of the story - not much event will copme trouble the life of our little village anymore. So two updates left, then the epilogue. Also not to give any spoiler, but for the most part, it's a good ending.
And for Odlug...Zefer I'll have a surprize. I'm not giving any spoiler, but I'm sure you'll like it.
Post by: Malfinal on January 10, 2018, 05:45:05 pm
We had a big scare this week ; A bronze metal giant Odlug showed up at ours walls but the army took care of it, thanks to the help of Digo trap . Clever kid. Maybe I'll push my sister to be closer to him, there the same age and both awkward dorks.
I also been release from training so I been hanging out with Donu as a priestess now!
We had a huge Victory Party after caging the giant, everyone got drunk for the most part, one thing that surprise me was well this is super super secret I caught my brother Erod making out with Idem, one of our fort heroes. They didn't notice me which good, so embarassing, guess dad will be happy. He'll be getting grandkids.
Another thing that happen Zefer and Donu got drunk and suddenly started yelling at each other saying "I LOVE YOU" and "NO I LOVE YOU MORE" back at each other. It was entertaining for the most part.
I hope not to become a third wheel on one of there dates again... Maybe i'll drag Duslud along. Duslud thinks I don't notice him staring at me but I do , I also didn't make a lot of male friends so i guess Duslud would be my first choice in a husband.
I also hung out with Duslud at the party his face was so red , we'll towards the end of the party I gave him a kiss on the cheek and now i'm writing in you journal.
p.s. he is cute for shrimp.
ooc:thanks you Cathar for the checking and fixing , also drunks teenagers what can you do.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 10, 2018, 08:23:35 pm
I hope not to become a third wheel on one of there dates again... Maybe i'll drag Duslud along. Duslud thinks I don't notice him staring at me but I do , I also didn't make a lot of male friends so i guess Duslud would be my first choice in a husband.
I also hung out with Duslud at the party his face was so red , we'll towards the end of the party I gave him a kiss on the cheek and now i'm writing in you journal.
p.s. he is cute for shrimp.
I love it.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 10, 2018, 09:16:32 pm
Drunken hormonal teenagers? Watershield is turning into a horror movie more and more.I hope not to become a third wheel on one of there dates again... Maybe i'll drag Duslud along. Duslud thinks I don't notice him staring at me but I do , I also didn't make a lot of male friends so i guess Duslud would be my first choice in a husband.
I also hung out with Duslud at the party his face was so red , we'll towards the end of the party I gave him a kiss on the cheek and now i'm writing in you journal.
p.s. he is cute for shrimp.
I love it.
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 11, 2018, 02:18:05 pm
Drunken hormonal teenagers? Watershield is turning into a horror movie more and more.
Spoiler: hope this doesn't take the thread too far off the tracks (click to show/hide)
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 12, 2018, 05:17:32 pm
New Duslud+Sirris story below -
(https://i.imgur.com/lAnBKqd.jpg)
Duslud closed the bronze bound codex in front of him. 124 pages dutifully copied by him alone. He sat back to admire his work, and give his brain a chance to rest.
“Looks like you finally finished your first book.” Onget gave him a hearty slap on the back, “Good on ya kid. You’ll be writing your own in no time.”
Duslud winced a bit after her “friendly pat on the back”, and gently pushed the completed book to the side.
“You ready to start the next one?”
“Might as well” Duslud began reaching towards the small stack of paper in front of him.
Onget watched as he reached across the table with one hand, then inched back into his seat. As he began dipping his quill in the small inkpot, she decided to interrupt him. “Aren’t your friends graduating from military school today?”
Duslud scrambled out of his chair, splattering ink on his parchment, knocking his crutch to the floor, and falling to the ground.
Onget stifled a laugh as he slowly hoisted himself back into a standing position.
“You’re a jerk Onget.”
“I’m a goblin. A bit of fun never hurt anyone.”
Duslud shoved the stump of his missing hand in her face, “Oh Yeah! Goblin ‘FUN’ never hurt anybody.”
Onget stepped aside and helped duslud out of the library. “Sorry, I forget not all goblins are like me. Have fun at your party.” As Duslud hurriedly limped out the door she whispered under her breath, “Those goblins were jerks. I’m a civilized goblin.”
By the time Duslud arrived at the graduation party, the drinking songs were already starting. Various soldiers were engaged in drunken singing and dancing throughout the hall. Digo had taken a table for himself, and was drunkenly trying to build a mouse trap out of goblets, plates and silverware.
Duslud hobbled into the hall, cautiously avoiding the dancers. Sirris was standing alone at the side of a table. The mug in her hand was almost full as she nervously nodded to one of the more intoxicated guests. As he limped towards Sirris, he noticed Donu and Zefer talking, and laughing in the corner.
(https://i.imgur.com/k3XAO8p.png)
Eventually, he was able to press his way through the revelers to get to Sirris. “Sorry I’m late, Onget had me working on a book, and I lost track of time.”
Sirris stepped closer to Duslud and smiled, “Don’t worry, most of the other stuff was just ceremonial.”
“So, are you going to become a soldier now?”
“No, I think I’m going to join the temple like Donu.”
Duslud wrinkled his nose a bit, “I hope her attitude doesn’t rub off on you.”
“Sometimes I wish I was more like Donu. She says what she wants and isn’t afraid what other people think.”
“You didn’t grow up with her. She’s a selfish know it all who always gets what she wants.”
“You’re a lot more like her than you think. You are related after all.”
“I’m not-“Duslud stopped to think about what Sirris had just said. “So… If you like Donu…”
Sirris gave Duslud time to put his words together
“.. and I’m like Donu…” Duslud looked at Sirris and saw a small smile on her face. He quickly looked away to stop blushing, but could feel his cheeks heating up. “… then you like me.” He whispered the last part, but his voice still cracked a little.
Sirris hid her face in her goblet and took a deep sip of the strawberry wine inside.
After she finished Duslud gathered the courage to speak up again, “So?”
“So what?”
“Do you like me?”
Sirris broke out in laughter. Duslud shrunk down a bit, his face turning an even deeper red.
“Of course I like you.”
“Then why are you laughing at me?”
“Your face is red” Sirris held back another bout of laughter, “Just like a lobster!” As she finished she bgan laughing uncontrollably again.
“Did Donu put you up to this?”
Sirris continued laughing but shook her head
Duslud looked over to the corner Donu was in earlier, but she was gone. When he turned back, Sirris jumped forward and hugged him. “You’re cute for a shrimp.”
Duslud grabbed a drink at the nearby table and took two big gulps, then immediately began coughing up the bitter liquid. “How *cough* do you drink this stuff?”
Sirris released her hug, and pushed her cup towards his face. “Try mine.”
Duslud cleared his throat of the sewer brew, and took a small sip of the strawberry wine. After wincing a bit in anticipation, he swallowed the drink. “It’s good.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
They stood there for a bit before Sirris spoke up.
“Do you want to go outside? It’s hard to focus with all this going on.” She motioned to the drunken members of the River Guard singing and dancing throughout the meeting hall.
Duslud nodded, and limped out of the hall. After they got outside, he turned to Sirris, “So, where do you want to go now?”
“I don’t know. Let’s just walk around.”
“Ok, lead the way.”
As they explored the darkened fort, Sirris would skip forward a bit, then stop to wait for Duslud to catch up.
Before they could get to far, they were interrupted by a rustling noise, and some erratic stomping sounds coming from around the corner. Duslud stopped, and propped himself up against his crutch, and Sirris took a defensive stance in front of him.
They waited as the sounds got closer. They could hear a loud cackling accompanying the sound. They tensed up as the sound approached the corner of the building, then stared in awe as Donu danced past them, she held a drink in one hand, and Zefer by the other.
She was laughing as she danced around the courtyard and Zefer attempted to keep up with her, his feet clumsily pounding the pavement as she spun and leapt around the field. She twirled around two more times, took a deep bow, letting her short red hair touch the ground before Zefer pulled her up into his arms. She took a deep drink of her drink, and stared Zefer in the eyes. Slowly they moved towards each other to kiss.
“Donu? What are you doing?” Duslud shouted from the silence.
Donu and Zefer leapt back, and looked at Sirris and Duslud.
“Duslud? What are you doing here?”
“I was taking a walk.”
“Why is Sirris with you?”
“We were walking together.”
“Oh, I see now. Duslud and Sirris are together now.” Donu began marching towards the young couple like a wolf approaching a cornered capybara.
“Run!” Sirris shouted and she and Duslud turned and fled at speeds neither of them thought possible. They didn’t look back until they got the meeting hall, and when they did, Donu and Zefer were nowhere to be seen.
“That was fun Sirris, maybe if you have some freetime at the temple, I can teach you about medicine.”
“Sounds fun, I’d like to spend more time with my little shrimp.” She gave him another hug, and hurried away to her room.
Duslud stood there for a while to get the blush off his face. He could already imagine Onget giving him grief about it. After a while, he began limping back to the library. “What did I do to deserve her?” he thought to himself as he started down the path.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 12, 2018, 05:34:38 pm
Post by: Imic on January 12, 2018, 05:47:20 pm
Finally, he came upon the thing he had been dreading to look at. There was no avoiding it now, it had stood there for minths now. He slowly reached up onto the mantlepiece and took down his deceased brother's drawings. He hadn't read any other than his design for a massive temple, but now that he looked, some if his other ideas were interesting too. One of his ideas was to build two floors with wondows and floors, then make an overhand for the next two floors to save space, and so on and so forth. He had used a lot of stone in his designs, which made them look a bit far - fetched, bu if you did take a bit of wood here and there...
Imic sighed, and put them back. He didn't want to press anything on anybody. But that only sparked more thought. He only stopped to collect his thoughts in the quiet of his room, but, he decided, perhaps he should talk a bit with some if his friends. Finally, he left his thoughts, it felt like he was repeating the same things over and over in his head. Maybe he wasn't that different from the youngsters.
He got up, and went over to his bed. The fire went out soon after.
((I'm going to try and bring Imic's stuff somewhere, since I've made him out to be a but of a loner, but his friends list says otherwise, so I want to do a bit on that once I'm not in bed and my mind is working again. This was a bit rambly, but I wanted to do something.))
Post by: Cathar on January 12, 2018, 07:40:58 pm
New plan: Write enough stories that Cathar gets distracted drawing them, and never retires the fortress, lol
lol you guys :')
Seriously thanks
You have my promise, hand on the heart, Ill not give up the world upon retiring the fortress. All the characters will still be there, will still continue the story, may jump to the next fort, and in the meantime will give quests to adventurers. It's just the beggining really !
((I'm going to try and bring Imic's stuff somewhere, since I've made him out to be a but of a loner, but his friends list says otherwise, so I want to do a bit on that once I'm not in bed and my mind is working again. This was a bit rambly, but I wanted to do something.))
I always pictured Imic as a kind of very professional captain with the head sticked on his job... He definitely stands out as a great martial art teacher, probably the best in the fort. When it comes to teaching, he actually outranks Pathril. Being the elite of the elite aint easy, but it's all good ! Thanks a lot
Post by: Malfinal on January 13, 2018, 09:08:58 am
it so cute
“Sounds fun, I’d like to spend more time with my little shrimp.” She gave him another hug, and hurried away to her room.
Duslud stood there for a while to get the blush off his face. He could already imagine Onget giving him grief about it. After a while, he began limping back to the library. “What did I do to deserve her?” he thought to himself as he started down the path.
Post by: Monitor Lisard on January 13, 2018, 09:41:08 am
Well, at least I tried.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on January 14, 2018, 11:06:07 pm
The flag is great ! The only thing is, it needs to be five arrows and should be shot at the shield - that is to represent Watershield was meant to repel elven attacks before that whole goblin situation broke loose. Either way, I modified it a bit and I used it as decoration for the meeting hall, at the top of the keep.
Also...next update may take time. There is a lot of things to write and to draw so if you don't see updates coming, it's normal, I have a big load of work on the bench !
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 20, 2018, 09:23:24 am
Post by: Cathar on January 20, 2018, 11:28:09 am
*****
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a33e/f/2018/012/1/8/only_if_by_number_seventeen-dbzrn0r.jpg)
When we had recovered from the party, which by itself caused more damage than the fight with Odlug, it was time for us to resume the construction of the outer wall. Everyone got back to their works. The consumption of wood and copper was so high we couldn't really forge new heavy armors for the newly formed Skirmisher squad under Zefer's command, so we decided to equip them with what we had of leather, add a mail undercloth to it, and keep the squad in the rearguard in the incoming conflict.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/18b3/f/2018/014/0/7/riverguard_nobility_meeting_by_number_seventeen-dc016bo.jpg)
The main tactic of the Riverguard should remain more or less unaltered. Unlike the old bow squad, the skirmisher squad was to follow the main force, use softening fire while flanking the enemy, then joining the main corp once the melee has been engaged and the enemy line broken. We need to try this strategy - hopefully it will go well.
The promotion of Zefer would have some other minor effect on how the Riverguard works on the non-military side.
Jalew's clan is undeniably the strongest in Watershield when it comes to numbers : he has nine children alive to this day. Apba, his first daughter - Ino has her soul, as she met her untimely death from wildlife last year - was married to Asin and gave birth to eight children of her own, of which six survived.
Two of them, Idem and Dengusa, were to acquire considerable fame in their respective fields.
In total, Jalew's clan counts 17 members, more than a tenth of the fort. Despite their achievments and their numbers however, they always remained a second class clan, with limited access to local power. The promotion of Zefer into nobility, and his upcoming wedding with Zothoabo's daughter, is undeniably the promotion Jalew was hoping for, increasing considerably his personal and familial standing.
On the topic of merchants - Lemann has been quiet in most of our meetings, but we discovered today he has been far from inactive. Each summer was, apparently, the occasion for him to build a network with the traders of the kingdom. He shaked hands, greasing them on occasion, and thanks to the high quality of the textile goods he was trading for metals every years, became renowed outside of Watershield, especially among the bourgeois of the kingdom. The result of his work was to be seen today : his niece, Uquur, has been chosen to represent the traders guild from now on, and until her death.
Uquur is one of the fiercest warriors of Watershield, and it was thanks to her we could train our army so effectively and so rapidly in our first years. Acting as a Guild Representative would have her travel a lot and meet a lot of danger, but among all the good people of the kingdom, she's undeniably the fittest for the job. Having her niece being promoted to what is technically the number three of the kingdom's royal council, behind only the queen and the general, is a very precious gift for Lemann's little clan, and for Watershield as a whole.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e7da/f/2018/017/f/d/more_promotions_by_number_seventeen-dc0bgfn.jpg)
This is not all. Ener, Zothoabo's sister, has been now promoted general, and has moved to Hazelslide to take her office.
Before I go on, maybe I should tell some words about Kostupu, Steppdresses, which is the western village their family comes from.
Earlier, I already mentionned the infamous battle of Kostupu. In 116, the armies of Mong Kima and the elven armies of Fiÿopi Iferi met on the field, for reasons today forgotten. The royal armies were led by a battle tested general, the famous Lubbe Finbrushes, and were attempting to protect the western villages against elven incursions.
Lemann, among others, was part of this army.
However, the army of the kingdom was still recovering for other defensive wars against the elves, while the army of Fiÿopi Iferi were fresh and had the numbers on their sides. Fighting ten on one, Mong Kima lost the initial clash. Lemann was wounded and evacuated, and Commander Lubbe was slain in battle. She would be later entombed in Sinsugar, the kingdom's vault for great heroes.
The army attempted to regroup in Kostupu to reorganize and fight further - it only enraged the elves who followed them there. A second battle took place in the village, the army completely obliterated and Kostupu pillaged.
The peace was signed soon after, but to this day, the wound remains fresh in our collective memory.
Zothoabo and his family are survivors from Kostupu's slaughter. The doctor only parted from his remaining siblings ten years later, in 126, to work to the fort of Brokenbronze, starting a travel that would lead him, in 131, to become a member of the Riverguard.
It is the first time in 15 years he heard the name of his sister again - apparently, Ener had some success of her own. What has been a survivor of the Kostupu massacre is now our General.
(https://i.imgur.com/zFrwXa5.jpg)
Osme Stobûb is not limiting itself to attacking Watershield. After Lomoth's campaign in the north that left the nothern goblins a shadow of their former self, they are now sending army over army to expend in the south. In the span of one year, they conducted a great number of attacks against the dwarven kingdom of Lålrigòth, and against our ally, the men of Egapesor.
The dwarves didn't put put a fight, and were slaughtered easily. The fortresses of Urnverse and Blushchambers fell and are now into Lomoth's clawed hands. The village of Shakenflames, of Egapesor kingdom, resisted a bit more and managed to repel Osme's armies a couple times, but it eventually fell.
Lomoth's plan becomes clearer and clearer as we see the events unfold. They are trying for regional hegemony, conquering the subcontinent and subduing every rival nation they can. So far, Mong Kima and Watershield in particular is the only one who organized a credible resistance to their conquest, and if this goes on, we'll soon be completely encircled by the north, south and east.
Dark clouds are now covering the sky. Ino help us.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 20, 2018, 12:15:17 pm
Post by: Cathar on January 20, 2018, 12:40:06 pm
Post by: Imic on January 20, 2018, 02:15:55 pm
Post by: Cathar on January 20, 2018, 02:31:27 pm
But what I have in mind for the very near future is to go and explore the world beyond the boundaries of the fort, questing, and have a more close up look at the state of the subcontinent. I kinda want to see how the kingdom goes more closely, and meet other allied rulers, and as I understood, people who follow the thread are more adventurer mode than fortress mode, so it would kill two birds with one stone.
If no one is interested, no biggie, Ill do it on my own, but I feel like it could be a fun experience to share more directly
Post by: Imic on January 20, 2018, 02:33:44 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 21, 2018, 01:31:46 am
Post by: Cathar on January 21, 2018, 03:13:51 pm
I'm thinking about turns that would last some three in-game months before rotation, and surviving adventurers would be rotated in again for new adventures. Adventurers get/choose a mission before going into the world, play three months, complete their goal or not, then we rotate the save. That could make a good story from multiple perspectives, what do you think?
Post by: Sir Knight on January 21, 2018, 09:08:51 pm
But what I have in mind for the very near future is to go and explore the world beyond the boundaries of the fort, questing, and have a more close up look at the state of the subcontinent. I kinda want to see how the kingdom goes more closely, and meet other allied rulers, and as I understood, people who follow the thread are more adventurer mode than fortress mode, so it would kill two birds with one stone.
I'd say that this thread has revealed some interesting regions of the world, rife with megabeasts and what-have-you. Going and studying these parts of the world in detail could be fun. The good thing about adventurer mode is how free you are to leave once you think you've done enough.
I dunno about the balance between adventurer mode and fort mode interest, but I enjoy both. Thankfully, adventurer mode is a lot more rich than it used to be.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 23, 2018, 01:26:34 am
Yes, I finally got myself to upgrade to the latest version. No issue so far, but since the world was generated in 43.03 (I think) we'll miss out on some features. That said, I want to keep the counter attack for a later stage. Maybe we can, later, build a fortress specifically made to stop and revert their progress.
But what I have in mind for the very near future is to go and explore the world beyond the boundaries of the fort, questing, and have a more close up look at the state of the subcontinent. I kinda want to see how the kingdom goes more closely, and meet other allied rulers, and as I understood, people who follow the thread are more adventurer mode than fortress mode, so it would kill two birds with one stone.
If no one is interested, no biggie, Ill do it on my own, but I feel like it could be a fun experience to share more directly
I would SO love to be in a sequel!
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 28, 2018, 03:04:49 am
Post by: Cathar on January 28, 2018, 03:38:58 am
For the sake of completion, I shall mention two other events that occured in the year 141.
The first one was the execution of Stran. That long-forgotten guest of us has been captured during the very first years of Watershield, and has been held captive since then. Stran was a vampire of over two hundred years. Like most of the werebeasts we encountered, she came from the Land of Confining - something ominous is definitely going on there. With another one of her kind, an old gentleman known by the name of Regalfingers, she laid waste in Brokenbronze over ten years ago. Her partner in crime has been captured and executed after the local commander, Stipoth Buttervalley, caught him red-handed after the murder of the lord's child.
But Stran always escaped detection.
It was in 130 that Luki Usupim managed to unveil her and cut her hand. Stran escaped once again, but was eventually recognized by her wound, caught during a trip to Watershield, and emprisoned since then.
Her life story of murder ends definitely today. She was empaled on a copper spear, and hopefully it is the last time we have to deal with this kind of predator.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3aca/f/2018/021/9/f/the_end_of_the_chase_by_number_seventeen-dc0safg.jpg)
The other event was yet another attack from Osme Stobûb. I can't be sure of that, but I assume this is at least part of the army that has been roaming in the south for quite some time now
They arrived after dusk and raised a camp to regroup and prepare to launch their assault. We gave them absolutely no time to mass their forces and crossed the bridge as soon as we saw them.
(https://i.imgur.com/jVTOjHP.png)
The ferocity of the night attack took them completely by surprize. Surely they did not expect to be the one having to hold their ground. We ran through them like a hot knife in butter - those who tried to resist were dispatched to the four winds.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3d8c/f/2018/027/7/6/counter_raid_by_number_seventeen-dc1ejoz.jpg)
After the initial clash, the fight was already over. Their reinforcements only came only to be slaughtered and to run back like headless chickens. That was a totally one-sided battle. It was as dirty and viciousas it gets, but we're not in a position to play fair when we're attacked every year by forces five time superior in numbers.
Morale is high, and the wall is taking a good turn. It should be completed next year.
(https://i.imgur.com/QU9iGdt.jpg)
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Alright folks, there is one, single, last event I want to cover on this chapter of the history of Mong Kima, and it happens next year. So next update is definitely the last !
But this also means we can discuss more precisely what we want to do next.
As stated before, I want to do a little experiment, and share the save so you guys can adventure in Minbazkar and hopefully help the people of the kingdom. To be more precise, what I have in mind is this :
I'll give a couple of missions, complete with maps and objectives. Each player take the one it feels fit for. You go in the world, write a little report every year, I draw, everyone's happy. The missions should be something like long terms objectives, and I assume you'd want to explore the world a bit on your own, get experience, build reputation and do sidequests, which would be totally fine and could make for great stories.
There is a couple missions I have in my head.
• Explorator : Find out what the hell is happening in the Land of Confining and come back with an exploratory report. It's not normal every night creature find it's origin in that small place
• Vault raider : We need better metals than iron, and any hero willing to adventure in a vault and come back with magic materials shall be rewarded
• Preacher: Convince as many kingdom leader to value peace. Especially elves of Pinalene and Wulemaapasi.
• Anthropologue : Visit as many neighbouring nations as you can, come with a report on their customs. Any trivia would be valuable for establishing relations.
• Ruin roamer : Travel to the distant north and get your hand on Onget books. Do so while trying to avoid the forgotten beast that is confirmed in the area.
• Agent : Travel to the conquered dwarven holds in the south. Assess the situation, act appropriately. We need to free those holds at least, take it for ourselves at best
At this point, I'm taking any ideas. Anything to continue the story is welcome.
And to conclude this post, have a bonus Luki :
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/fc3e/f/2018/026/a/3/shores_of_hazelside__130_by_number_seventeen-dc190cb.jpg)
Also yes if you're asking, the sudden bump in quality is here to stay. I just discovered pen stabilizers and I can't belive I've been drawing ten years without it.
Post by: Imic on January 28, 2018, 04:18:52 am
Post by: Sir Knight on January 28, 2018, 01:46:04 pm
There is a couple missions I have in my head.
• Explorator : Find out what the hell is happening in the Land of Confining and come back with an exploratory report. It's not normal every night creature find it's origin in that small place
• Vault raider : We need better metals than iron, and any hero willing to adventure in a vault and come back with magic materials shall be rewarded
• Preacher: Convince as many kingdom leader to value peace. Especially elves of Pinalene and Wulemaapasi.
• Anthropologue : Visit as many neighbouring nations as you can, come with a report on their customs. Any trivia would be valuable for establishing relations.
• Ruin roamer : Travel to the distant north and get your hand on Onget books. Do so while trying to avoid the forgotten beast that is confirmed in the area.
• Agent : Travel to the conquered dwarven holds in the south. Assess the situation, act appropriately. We need to free those holds at least, take it for ourselves at best
I'm guessing that you wouldn't be drawing comics so much as illustrating neat scenes that come out of someone else's descriptions. Right?
Post by: Cathar on January 28, 2018, 02:13:04 pm
Post by: Aranador on January 29, 2018, 10:53:58 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on January 29, 2018, 11:58:32 pm
Donu paced back and forth inside her temple room. She wiped her sweaty hands on her skirt and stood still to see if she was still shaking. Although she had trained for battle, Donu had never participated in one. She imagined this is what it would feel like beforehand. She slapped her cheeks to regain her composure, and marched out the door to squash her creeping anxiety.
She made her way to a small wooden room which appeared to be connected to one of the other buildings in the fort. After looking around to make sure she wasn’t being watched, she sheepishly knocked on the rough wooden wall. After waiting a few minutes, she knocked again, this time she put some force into her blows. After another minute of silence she pressed her face to the wood and asked, “Mom? Are you there?”
A rasping voice responded, “Donu? Is that you?”
“Yeah. Dad told me to talk to you, and I know it’s been a while but-“
“Donu, I’m so sorry. I was a bad mother. I shouldn’t have been so harsh on you. I should have been more like your father.” Hustra’s voice was dry like sandpaper, “I wish I could fix it. I wish there was something I could do to repent, to end this curse… but…” Hustra couldn’t really cry in her dehydrated state, so it sounded like dry heaving, “I would do anything…. Just to see you or your father again.”
Donu began crying and almost fled in shame. Instead she slowly turned her back to the wall, and slid down to the ground. “You didn’t try to do anything wrong. You were harsh sometimes, but you never deserved this.” She choked back her tears and tried to continue, but collapsed back into more crying.
When she was able to regain her composure, Donu continued, “I didn’t come here to blame you. I know it’s been a while.” She held back her grief with a pause, then continued. “It’s been too long. I haven’t ignored you out of anger. I just… had so many good things happening I…. I’m sorry…. I was selfish.”
After another bout of crying, Hustra asked her daughter, “So, what’s been happening with you? Your father had a tough time at first, but he’s a survivor. Thur and Kiseabo are young, they are having a hard time now, but they’ll be fine. I heard Duslud talk about a girl he met named Sirris. It sounds like he may be smitten with her.
“Wait, you already know all that stuff?”
“Of course, your brothers, sister, and father have all been visiting me regularly.”
“Oh… I thought we weren’t supposed to visit.”
“So that’s the latest excuse. You haven’t changed at all. I remember when you used to cry and run off to the kitchen when you were little. Mate was worried you would start calling him ‘Mom’ the way you ate his food.” She cackled through chapped lips as her daughters face burned bright red.
“Stop it. You’re embarrassing me.”
“I may be suffering from a werecurse, but I’m still your mother.” She paused for a bit, “So what’s been happening in your life. Whenever I ask your father he gives some generic excuse.”
‘Well…. I’m engaged.”
“You’re what?! To Who?!”
“Zefer.”
“Oh Donu! I’m so proud of you!”
“We’ve been dating for a while and I asked dad…”
“Zefer’s such a promising young soldier. And Jalew’s clan has strong roots in Watershields. Oh! Isn’t Zefer the strong one? I can’t wait for you to have babies!”
“Mom!”
“I’m sorry dear, I got carried away.”
“It’s fine. I just wanted to let you know what is happening in my life. I know you can’t come to the wedding, but I’ll try to visit you and Valken more often.”
“I’m glad you’re happy. Your father and I are very proud of you.”
Post by: IndigoFenix on January 30, 2018, 05:29:10 am
Post by: Imic on January 30, 2018, 05:41:08 am
There was no popcorn available at the time.
Post by: Cathar on January 30, 2018, 10:37:14 am
Also I've been thinking, after watching one of Krugg's videos, apparently sealed werebeasts remain sealed after retirement. Maybe we don't have to kill them ? I think it worths the shot.
I suggest a quest to the Land of Confining. It sounds like a good opportunity for both heroics and plot development.
There are also prisonners to rescue in goblin pits, now I think about it. We're definitely not falling short of heroics anytime soon !
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Next update on the way. I'm also taking some time to look at the phenotypes of various cultures of Minbazkar. Elves of Pinalene are really beautiful, it's a shame they are such dicks D:
I'll do a neat guide for character creation before we embark on the next chapter !
Post by: Imic on January 30, 2018, 10:51:24 am
Post by: Cathar on January 30, 2018, 10:53:24 am
Also it's completely cool, the general rule is no pressure. I prefer people enjoying the thread, even without doing much, than forcing it and ending up being frustrated. It's all for fun
Post by: JCdestr0yer on January 30, 2018, 11:27:01 am
Post by: Cathar on January 30, 2018, 11:37:07 am
Could we ask for certain things the characters who live in the castle? As Ser would like more books to preserve for the future.
Always, of course ! Ask away
“I’m glad you’re happy. Your father and I are very proud of you.”
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0ace/f/2018/031/e/a/river_spirits_by_number_seventeen-dc1r2kv.jpg)
With the great number of people, both from Mong Kima and Osme Stobûb having drown in the swamp, it became a common belief that a part of them would remain trapped in the stagnant waters that surround the village. Valiant souls would grow into beautiful river flowers, while cowardly ones would become fishes and feed the livings. For that reason, when waterlily bloom in midspring, it is believed a gateway between the world of the living and the world of the dead is opened for a short time. Wearing waterlily flowers is a way pearlites have to carry on the souls of the departed with oneself, until the flower's fragrance vanishes and the dead returns to its sleep. Offering one is likewise seen as a heartfelt gift.
To the south of Watershield, a green bridge crosses the uneven river. The waters are dangerous and one can easily sink where they would believe to be able to walk.
This bridge is said to be haunted, as strange noises come from its fundations. Crossing it in silence is advised to the traveller, as so not to disturb the creatures that inhabit this strange place, for the bridge who links the two sides of the enchanted swamp might very well also be a link between worlds.
Often, Donu, now the town's shaman, would go to the river and talk to that bridge, apparently lost in conversation, then return to the village hours later, smiling. What is she discussing with the invisible creatures of the river, none dared to ask her so far.
Post by: Sarrak on January 31, 2018, 05:02:22 pm
I hope Satheth would lead a satisfying life afterwards, still following his goal to protect the realm of men from the ever-encroaching threats.
Also, awesome Luki! Glad to see more of her in new style... Speaking of which - how about Onget in new style? I fancy our resident goblin (theoretical!) doctor quite a lot
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on January 31, 2018, 05:22:47 pm
Could we ask for certain things the characters who live in the castle? As Ser would like more books to preserve for the future.
Always, of course ! Ask away
“I’m glad you’re happy. Your father and I are very proud of you.”
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0ace/f/2018/031/e/a/river_spirits_by_number_seventeen-dc1r2kv.jpg)
With the great number of people, both from Mong Kima and Osme Stobûb having drown in the swamp, it became a common belief that a part of them would remain trapped in the stagnant waters that surround the village. Valiant souls would grow into beautiful river flowers, while cowardly ones would become fishes and feed the livings. For that reason, when waterlily bloom in midspring, it is believed a gateway between the world of the living and the world of the dead is opened for a short time. Wearing waterlily flowers is a way pearlites have to carry on the souls of the departed with oneself, until the flower's fragrance vanishes and the dead returns to its sleep. Offering one is likewise seen as a heartfelt gift.
To the south of Watershield, a green bridge crosses the uneven river. The waters are dangerous and one can easily sink where they would believe to be able to walk.
This bridge is said to be haunted, as strange noises come from its fundations. Crossing it in silence is advised to the traveller, as so not to disturb the creatures that inhabit this strange place, for the bridge who links the two sides of the enchanted swamp might very well also be a link between worlds.
Often, Donu, now the town's shaman, would go to the river and talk to that bridge, apparently lost in conversation, then return to the village hours later, smiling. What is she discussing with the invisible creatures of the river, none dared to ask her so far.
>Zefer's bride to be walks into the river to talk to Lillypads and water flowers.
I have a VERY haunting feeling about this later in the future.
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 10:07:57 am
I pity I was unable to follow last updates concluding current story. There also go several ideas I wanted to write or suggest but had (and still have) no time for. Welp, life happens :D
I hope Satheth would lead a satisfying life afterwards, still following his goal to protect the realm of men from the ever-encroaching threats.
Also, awesome Luki! Glad to see more of her in new style... Speaking of which - how about Onget in new style? I fancy our resident goblin (theoretical!) doctor quite a lot
Don't worry, real life always comes first ! Also yeah, I have the feeling that each step we take to secure ourselves from one threat exposes us to a dozen of bigger ones. The elves of Wulemaapasi seems a very light threat at this point of the game...
About Onget, I'll draw her in that new line style when I'm done with the event I want to cover, before closing the fort, no worry ! It'll be a good opportunity to draw her among her students
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 10:16:07 am
Post by: Haspen on February 01, 2018, 10:23:24 am
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 10:26:30 am
Cathar were antipapal rebel knights in south france. Really great guys, gave equal rights to women in priesthood and in nobility, and were very fond of commerce. Because of disputes with Roman papacy, they were excomunicated and wiped out by nothern french knights. "Kill them all, God will know its own" is a quote who comes from that event
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 10:41:19 am
I could make an alphabet, I've dabbled occasionally in language-making. If I do, though, would you like an alphabet similar to Medieval runes (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medieval_runes), since that might make sense given how they were easier to teach since they didn't need paper. Something similar to the Phonecian alphabet (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenician_alphabet) might be cool, since it looks unintelligable. Or something entirely new.
Damn it, I went on a rant again.
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 11:04:02 am
I don't want to put you to work or anything, but if you want to undergo this task I'll be sure to make it into good use ! Also when I have more time I'll draw something for you as a payment, if you so desire.
Also for the rant, it's cool, we're near to close, we can discuss a bit, it gives me ideas for the next chapter. Also I want to develop pearlite culture, and having bits of celtic-ish culture on them would be pretty nice
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 11:50:00 am
I've always been interested in runic alphabets,and I've always wanted to make my own alphabet.
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 01, 2018, 12:16:49 pm
Is it supposed to be someone directly related to the fortress (can't be from the fort itself, of course, but from the same civ at least), or is it going to be a separate side-plot that may tie in with the fortress later?
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 12:56:33 pm
I'll sign up for adventuring.
Is it supposed to be someone directly related to the fortress (can't be from the fort itself, of course, but from the same civ at least), or is it going to be a separate side-plot that may tie in with the fortress later?
Sure thing ! I still have some...three-four pictures to make before I can close the fort, and then I'll open up the new chapter. I'm super sorry it takes a lot of time. If everything goes my way, it should be open next week
Also, for the adventurer, it doesnt have to be from the fort at all. I'd prefer the adventurers to be from Mong Kima, but if someone wants to play as an elf or a dwarf or even a goblin (there are natively good goblins from Bomrek Laltur in the north), other civilizations would be available, with provisos. Only true hard restriction would be, you need to be taken from a native population, which means no outsider and no animal people for now - playing from enemy civilizations would also be discouraged, but if you have plans for such characters that might work anyway.
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 01:02:11 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on February 01, 2018, 01:13:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 01:19:54 pm
Ino Sweetdecent the Leafy Armors : Goddess of agriculture, loyalty and oath. Pretty much the goddess of the lands, also our patron deity.
Edri The Friendly Salves : Husband of Ino, god of healing, labor and crafts. God of everything man creates from the earth.
Sabu Virtuesearch : God of justice and sailors. God of everything that comes from the sea.
Bastsan the Rapidity of Champions : God of the underground, patrons over minerals, jewels, wealth and thunder. Probably the father of Ino.
Gogol Deathphantoms : Dark god of those who ended their own lifes.
Pasmug : Minor goddess of jaleousy.
Our opinion of dwarves is pretty good - as long as they are far away basically. We trade with them alot, and have in general a great deal of respect for what they do, but occasionally we compete with them for ressources. Most people regret the war we wage against the dwarves of Dezor Uzol in the west, war for which the war-leader Tis Tangledtrampled is blamed for to this day. Dwarves are also resented for sitting on the underground wealth of the world, but that aside, our relations with dwarves is very good. We'd take a dwarf over an elf anytime.
Heck I might as well carry an adventure on myself!Aww yeah :D
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 01:35:28 pm
Dwarves were the first users of runes, and through trade, the humans of The Nation of Pearls learned of their use of letters, and quickly adopted them for widespread usage, though the original dwarven letters have been switched up, dropped off, and changed a good deal though. Actual runes also had symbols for gods, which is why I asked about them, since it would be interesting for adventures and temples to have such symbols.
As for some form of runic magic, I've thought about that, and my idea is that they start a sentance with a god symbol to ask that god's help, then a curse/spell. This could be used to explain how Bronze collossi can function, as well as our large robot friend.
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 01:42:02 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 01, 2018, 01:57:11 pm
As a huge Star Wars nerd, I can't help thinking of Cathar (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Cathar_(species)) every time.
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 04:42:24 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on February 01, 2018, 04:44:51 pm
Also when you're done, feel free to write me what you want to be drawn in exchange, either here or in message. Doesnt have to be related to anything.
Edit : Oh, and while I'm here, can people interested in the next chapter give me a rough idea of their adventurer to come? So I can gather some ressources and give you informations beforehand
Post by: Imic on February 01, 2018, 07:08:45 pm
I use DF interpreter to translate stuff, but it invents new words for ones that don't exist already, fyi.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on February 02, 2018, 03:06:21 pm
That's excellent ! When you're completely done, I'll vectorize the symbols and use them as a ressource. Thanks so much !
Also when you're done, feel free to write me what you want to be drawn in exchange, either here or in message. Doesnt have to be related to anything.
Edit : Oh, and while I'm here, can people interested in the next chapter give me a rough idea of their adventurer to come? So I can gather some ressources and give you informations beforehand
Uhuh sure, I was gonna go with a peasant character from Watershields if possible.
Don't know how far I'll go but I know that much.
Post by: Cathar on February 04, 2018, 12:29:20 pm
Problem is, Watershield doesn't have a native population, since it's a player-made fort. But you can totally make a character from a neighbouring village/town like Hazelsides or Hairyoracle.
Also the update is 75% complete. Give me one more day. I hope you guys are ready for the final battle
Post by: Imic on February 04, 2018, 12:35:38 pm
I will mention that I drink tea in a massive mug, so it really was an accident waiting to happen.
Post by: Cathar on February 04, 2018, 04:58:38 pm
I think it looks pretty neat
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0a54/f/2018/035/e/f/eh_by_number_seventeen-dc26kg9.jpg)
Post by: Imic on February 05, 2018, 02:16:11 am
That is awesome.
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 05, 2018, 02:19:22 pm
...
That is awesome.
^ Truth ^
This thread keeps getting better and better with time.
Post by: Imic on February 05, 2018, 02:32:54 pm
The final proof that this thread is, infact, a deep, daek, seemingly endless barrel of wine from which you drink every now and then, each time revelling in how much better it's gotten....
That is awesome.
^ Truth ^
This thread keeps getting better and better with time.
Feel free to quote that out of context.
Post by: Cathar on February 05, 2018, 03:40:17 pm
Or maybe not ; there might be a debriefing afterward. Or we can discuss how we'll follow it up. Or not. We'll see ; that's all I have in plan for now.
Let's march bravely toward the end !
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With his dark hair with violet highlights, his dark brown skin and his piercing blue eyes, Snamoz looked very similarly to his ancestors of the kingdom of Egapesor, our trusted ally. However, his pure white silk garment and the foreign tongue he spoke betrayed his true alliegence to Osme's Empire.
It is a well established fact that goblin raiders capture infants from neighbouring countries to raise them as their own, and Snamoz would appear, to the traveller, as the victim of a kidnapping such as they perform so often. However, the young man had a wildly different story as much of his kind - the kind of humans that follow the demon Lomoth.
Indeed, both of his parents, and his parent's parents, were native of Osme Stobûb. His line has been working for the empire for three whole generations, raising themselves from slavedom to nobility, one step of the social ladder at a time. His great grandparents were but abductees - his grandparents were craftmen - his parents had ascended to nobility.
Snamoz was, most notabily, the son of Osta Hexcoal, the human lady of the pit of Apexjackal, ruling over a hundred souls. She had a wide descendance - five sons and two daughters, and all of them were eager to pursue the familial story.
Of all, Snamoz was the youngest, and the most eager of all. With not only the pressure of the Empire, he felt the need to perform incredible deeds to gain the esteem of his siblinghood and to pursue the familial dream of growing the clan in prestige.
With the fall of Shakenflame, Urnverses and Blushchambers, Snamoz understood he had to compete fiercely against the other imperial officers, and only one deed could surpass those of his rivals : the destruction of Watershield, his master desired dearly.
He gathered one hundred fifty warriors from the settlement of Sinshock, and marched to the Enchanted Swamp in the year 142
(https://i.imgur.com/vWYeuSs.png)
Snamoz looked from the corner of his eyes to his flag bearer, another human with Egapesor blood. She was like him - somewhat. Same blood of the southern humans. Like him, she had grown within the empire, but her line was not as long as his. Her ancestors did not had the time - nor the opportunity- to rise from the bottom of the pit. Her name was Nguslu. Snamoz felt no kinship toward her. For now, she was an asset - her own mother sitting at a comfortable local military office. Maybe when Watershield was in ruin, he'd marry her. Maybe. That, he thought, would probably prevent her from sticking a knife in his back.
But for now, the work was still to be done.
Snamoz arrived in the vicinity of Watershield as the sun was setting. His troops were well rested. He knew that, to breach the gates and achieve victory, he'd have to cross the green bridge, and that idea didn't pleased him well. Better, he thought, an all out battle where he could exploit his numerical advantage.
Another detail annoyed the young man. The wooden keep stood very tall before him, and through the windows, the defenders could clearly see the movement of his troops. With the Riverguard prepared to fight, no doubt that would be a tough battle - but such is the price to pay in order to shine in the Osme Empire.
However, as he approached the bridge, he came accross a strange construction. A seven meter tall statue, resting on its belly, made of pure bronze and apparently chained to the ground. Ordering his men to stay back, Snamoz advanced toward the strange artwork.
Music! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtrGgjtRWno)
Suddently, he heard a sound. He turned in haste, fearing for an ambush, failing to realize the sound of clockwork, and the earthquake that was to come, came from the statue itself.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/aaca/f/2018/030/9/7/who_goes_there___by_number_seventeen-dc1nqoi.jpg)
The statue suddently came to life - its chains came loose and in a fraction of a second, the beast was on its feet, standing like a man. Ngusly dropped her standard and ran for her life. So much for loyalty, Snamoz thought - half a second before the creature seized him in its gigantic paw and crush him like a fly.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/fae5/f/2018/033/c/3/attack_on_colossus_by_number_seventeen-dc1zg0b.jpg)
His army reacted like an army of goblins does - in utter rage and disorder. The bravest of them - a couple of officers, their elite troops and a dozen of trolls, rushed toward the beast, while the less courageous of them stood behind, unsure of what to do, scared to charge and scared to come home in defeat.
(https://i.imgur.com/jG0Ax3r.png)
Odlug stood before them, slaying with a single movement all those who'd come close, sending them flying into the river or crushing them on the ground. However, alone against one hundred, the army of Lomoth ultimately managed to surround him.
The struggle was desperate for both parties. The goblins, wielding silver hammers and backedup by trolls, inflicted minimal damages on the living statue, while Odlug himself could not keep up with the wave of copper clad soldiers rushing at him like a swarm of hungry locusts.
The fight took hours. It is hard to imagine such intense fighting actually be a battle of attriction, but that is what it was. Deep into the night, the two evils of our world keep fighting. Goblins and trolls were exhausted, Odlug was missing pieces, and his broken leg forced him on the ground.
"Now is the time !" roared Prince Ryukan, clad in his heavy armor, lifting his copper axe to the rising moon.
"Cross the bridge and leave no one alive !"
And to give more weight to his command, he charged accross the green bridge, followed by his kights and his army. The rearguard was so absorbed by the fight that took place to the south they left themselves open to an obvious flanking - but had them prepared, it would have made little difference. The assault was quick and furious like a wildfire. Goblins broke at the first contact, like a clay pot falling on the ground.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ad6b/f/2018/035/7/e/opportunity_attack_by_number_seventeen-dc23oyd.jpg)
Moments later, the rearguard was no more - the few survivors had flee so fast, their screams of terrors disapeared soon under the cries of startled night birds. The rest, corpses covering the wetland, and the vanguard of Osme, still fighting the injured giant.
We have lost one man, a young soldier by the name of Ostri, but the rest of the army was fresh and unharmed. The two opposing factions, however, were beaten up. It was now or never, our chance to take on both at once.
We charged.
(https://i.imgur.com/GDNBpsN.png)
Goblins and trolls were stuck between an anvil and a hard place. With nowhere to flee, to tired to fight, they were gutted almost without slowing us down.
We stopped for a moment when the last one drew his last breath. Odlug, the Dominant Scar was lying on the ground, like the wounded beast he perhaps was. After that treatment, the regicide beast was not that frightening anymore. His eyes shown no rage and no terror, but as we stared to the battle damaged face of the creature, we could - or was it our imagination ?- distinguish an intense suffering.
Silence took over the scene for a moment.
Last music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqzyecqiSSw)
Then Zefer came forth, scaling the creature who was, even lying on the ground, of the size of a grown man.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0cdb/f/2018/036/8/5/final_outcome_by_number_seventeen-dc29iqn.jpg)
He lifted his sword and without a word, plunged it into the creature's eye.
A flash of light blinded us, a warm feeling surrounded us, and when we could see again, a strange sculpture depicting three goblins was standing at Odlug's place.
We came back to Watershield holding that statue, and treasuring the jeweled sword that Zefer holded. The young captain gave him the name of Warmcrested, for in the innerfire of our defeated foe, the blade has been reforged.
(https://i.imgur.com/dFOWq7f.jpg)
As I write those lines, the copper walls of Watershield stand tall around the village. The magic statue stands now with us on the dining hall, for we finally made peace with Odlug, the Dominant Scar.
The temple to the god has been completed, and until we join our valorous foes in the watery graves of the Enchanted Swamp, we shall remain here to protect the border of the Nations of Pearls.
I have no doubt that time will erode our deeds like water does onto rocks. They were, after all, the deeds of very simple people, whose merit has been to face their odds standing still.
By writing down those words, I holy hope that maybe, in the far future, someone will find those written memories, and say to themselves
"They were the Riverguard - this is who they were, and that is what they did"
-Commander Pathril Omaaloc Anarsathet Ucim
(http://orig06.deviantart.net/c564/f/2017/117/0/7/eh_by_number_seventeen-db7c6wj.png)
Post by: Imic on February 05, 2018, 03:43:34 pm
Post by: Haspen on February 05, 2018, 04:24:09 pm
"Sequel when?" :P
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 05, 2018, 04:53:18 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 05, 2018, 07:24:19 pm
Pre-emptive inquiry of the next N+1 forum users:
"Sequel when?" :P
Very soon ! I want this world to live for a very long time and have a player-made history. If everything goes my way (it won't) we should follow the story from antiquity to the late middle ages, and have a vibrant world history when it ends for real.
Next story should be about adventurers, and I'll share the save when we're ready to start. Count...two maybe three days to get everything ready.
Watershield was an absolute blast for me but my body says I should rest :D
Excellent ending.
Thank you so much !
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While I'm here and the fort is not retired yet, if you want Watershield related drawings now's the time to ask. Now or never :D
I have Onget on my list, I can take a bit more
Post by: Sir Knight on February 05, 2018, 08:32:50 pm
Well, perhaps for the randomly-generated statues to be less absurd. "Three goblins"? Oh, well . . . maybe it's symbolic . . .
It might also be interesting to see if the computer-controlled version of the fort does anything good once players have run a few adventurers. Maybe a quick check-in comic. For that matter, what's the status on your older adventurer, again?
Post by: Cathar on February 05, 2018, 09:44:36 pm
Well, perhaps for the randomly-generated statues to be less absurd. "Three goblins"? Oh, well . . . maybe it's symbolic . . .(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a38e/f/2018/036/a/7/eh_by_number_seventeen-dc2b1yx.jpg)
Ill redo another Onget later,this one was just to chill
It might also be interesting to see if the computer-controlled version of the fort does anything good once players have run a few adventurers. Maybe a quick check-in comic. For that matter, what's the status on your older adventurer, again?
Oh, yes. I assume adventurers would visit Watershield at some point anyways
Post by: Imic on February 06, 2018, 01:44:32 am
A drawing of the gate and the keep from outside, with the riverguard and the citizens cheering.
Post by: Sarrak on February 06, 2018, 02:02:38 am
More goblin waifu! :PWell, perhaps for the randomly-generated statues to be less absurd. "Three goblins"? Oh, well . . . maybe it's symbolic . . .(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a38e/f/2018/036/a/7/eh_by_number_seventeen-dc2b1yx.jpg)
Ill redo another Onget later,this one was just to chill
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on February 06, 2018, 01:01:42 pm
This will be my final journal entry until later in life, or until I pass it onto the next generation. I hold with high regard, as captain of the ranger squad, Odlug is no more. Finished by my hand, a blade piercing it's mechanical clockwork skull. I now hold a sword forged in its magical brain. I named it Warmcrested, a fitting name for the spellfire used to forge such a beast. Now, time for my wedding, I must leave you journal, although YOUR journey still continues.
-Zefer.
Diary of Reiner Eagleburrowed.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 06, 2018, 02:14:00 pm
If it's not too much to ask, I'd like a picture of the Donu/Zefer wedding. (Hopefully you didn't forget to do that before you retired the fort ::))
Post by: Cathar on February 06, 2018, 04:06:35 pm
I'll combine that with the entrance picture. So...wedding pic, and Onget.
After that, I'll work on the next cover, write down the rules and guidelines (there wont be a lot, just enough to keep the story on focus) and then I'll send the bravests among you to the edges of the world :D
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 07, 2018, 03:55:29 pm
Donu’s Diary
Obsidian 18th 142
Dear Diary,
I think this will be my last entry. I have been so busy recently I haven’t had time to write properly and I don’t want to worry you too much. As weird as it feels writing this, I’ve outgrown you. I’m going to become a wife soon, and my duties as a priestess have become more involved. Before I retire you for good, I did want to let you know what has happened over the last couple years.
As I mentioned earlier, my job as a priestess has grown more demanding. One of the other priests was sick one day, so they called on me to commune with the river spirits. I just hiked up my skirt and tried to make conversation with the river (spoiler alert, it wasn’t very talkative). For whatever reason, the people seemed impressed by this. Now I get to wade into the river and talk to myself once per season. Dad is pretty proud of me, so I’ll keep trying to make the spirits happy.
I think I already told you me and Zefer got engaged. If not, ME AND ZEFER GOT ENGAGED!!! [Here is an image of a silver ring. Engraved on the side is an image of a flower in silver] We’re due to wed by the end of the year, I’m SOOOO excited!!!!
Speaking of Zefer, he’s been doing really well recently. He is the commander of his own squad now. In the most recent goblin attack he led a charge behind Prince Ryukan and landed the killing blow on Odlug. During the feast after the battle I blessed the bronze goblin statue with waters from the river to clean the remains of Odlug of any lingering curses.
It looks like peace will finally come to the nation of pearls, and I will be ready to start a family of my own. Perhaps one day, I will become the high priestess of the temple. Maybe in a few years, your pages will be filled with new stories from one of my children. I’ll keep you handy, just in case.
Signed,
Donu Radiushus
Post by: Cathar on February 08, 2018, 07:45:32 pm
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Appendex one : The guests and foreign academe of Watershield
Something that I failed to mention in my dairy is how important our library was to our outer-border standing and diplomacy. While even neighbouring dwarven nations show no interest in commerce with us, they show a great curiosity for our academic and technological progress. Every so often, travelling scholars would come from all over the world to Watershield, and partake in cultural and academic exchanges with our own researchers. They would bring their own works, research our own, and hold conferences in the library. So many came that our little book storage room was soon unsufiscient to hold both the books and the readers, so we added a small conference room to the second floor.
(https://i.imgur.com/p3sJrBx.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/dSUpNK3.png)
Spoiler: A lot of books were written. (click to show/hide)
The presence of those foreign academes allowed us to understand some fields better ; notabily medecine, where anatomical notions were introduced to Mong Kima, and optics, where the varying opacity of green glass was discussed. Maybe there is more than pretty windows and vials to be done with this. But I must admit the deliberation of those people is far beyond me ; until they come with a way to make glass axes, there's little I can add to what they talk about.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/4f1d/f/2018/039/a/3/foreign_academe_by_number_seventeen-dc2k0ew.jpg)
However I had the occasion to talk at lenght with our knowledgable guests and could learn a bit about their culture and customs. Most of it was not intuitive, but will be useful in the future.
First of all, the great, great majority of them come from a single dwarven kingdom, namely the realm of Kodsåkzul - the Blotted Trumpets. Its inhabitants are often reffered as Istelabo Almef, the little people of fall, because their whole apparence seems to mimic an autumnal landscape. Their skin has the color of fallen leaves, their hair are red and orange, their eyes have the color of rust. Shall we venture outside of Watershield, the Istelabo Almef are the dwarves we'd likely encounter the most. They have little settlement right next to us, but the main of their holdings is located further north, in the mountain range of Adilarösh then extends further to the north east, where they came in contact with the dark green skinned goblins of the north, and survived multiple invasions on their own.
(https://i.imgur.com/baV0EYW.jpg)
Kodsåkzul, relative to Watershield
The Istelabo Almef have an habit to wear their hair short, and extremely well combed. However this habit is lost when they are integrated as full citizens, suggesting that their hairstyle is a sign of political appartenance for them. Once they become Pearlites, the Istelabo Almef let their beards and hair grow wild. Or maybe this kind of care is seen as a chore to them, and is only enforced by peer pressure. Which of the two I cannot tell.
The comparison between the little people of Fall and other dwarves suggest that there is, indeed, a "dwarven mentality" that is proper to dwarven cultures, and invariant between them. They do not seem to develop different habits and culture besides their clothing and hairstyle which is proper to each country. It follows that usually, dwarves of different nations understand and fraternize with each other in a fashion that seem odd and foreign to us humans.
This observation make an anthropological study of different dwarven nations a bit useless, as the difference between them is meager.
Among Pearlites, the dwarves come off as too curious and too chatty. The fact they like commerce also grants them some mild animosities in the village, as we tend to consider trade a dirty business... But overall they adapt themselves pretty well and make friends easily and are seen as a valuable addition to our population. Maybe with time they will drop their bad habits.
I shall also note that Onget, the goblin from the nothern kingdom of Bomreklaltur, share the same mentality as the dwarves, without a lot of variance. She likes pretty much the same things as they do. However, she is far less resiliant to stress than they are, and is far, far more emotional. When the goblin prisonner escaped his jail and was slain in the city, pearlite scholars reported she cried in public, which annoyed a lot of people. She appears very weak to the townfolk, which is a bit strange to us, as we tend to consider goblins as emotionless killers in general.
Onget was very hard to deal with, not out of malice but out of emotional vulnerability, and required a lot of care... but in the end, the general consensus was understanding. She was given a small room in the temple and sheltered from the daily dirty business a border fort has to get done.
Post by: Sarrak on February 08, 2018, 11:48:19 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 09, 2018, 01:43:26 pm
I shall also note that Onget, the goblin from the nothern kingdom of Bomreklaltur, share the same mentality as the dwarves, without a lot of variance. She likes pretty much the same things as they do. However, she is far less resiliant to stress than they are, and is far, far more emotional. When the goblin prisonner escaped his jail and was slain in the city, pearlite scholars reported she cried in public, which annoyed a lot of people. She appears very weak to the townfolk, which is a bit strange to us, as we tend to consider goblins as emotionless killers in general.
Onget was very hard to deal with, not out of malice but out of emotional vulnerability, and required a lot of care... but in the end, the general consensus was understanding. She was given a small room in the temple and sheltered from the daily dirty business a border fort has to get done.
oops. When I wrote Onget into the Duslud story she was kind of a dick. It makes her even more interesting and endearing knowing how "weak" she is.
Post by: Cathar on February 09, 2018, 01:52:49 pm
oops. When I wrote Onget into the Duslud story she was kind of a dick. It makes her even more interesting and endearing knowing how "weak" she is.
Oh yeah, it was a wee bit off mark, in great part my fault, but I assume she makes jokes at time. In game she is super super nice. Like FAR too nice for a place like Watershield. But it was good writing so it's good for me :D
Post by: Sir Knight on February 09, 2018, 02:22:28 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/p3sJrBx.png)
Good old libraries. I like zooming in on this one. Discarded wearables in the middle of the floor, pools of blood of varying sizes, loose barnyard animals. Yup: this is Dwarf Fortress
Post by: Cathar on February 09, 2018, 02:25:40 pm
Post by: Imic on February 09, 2018, 02:30:38 pm
I think that in the next fort started, we'll need to get a dedicated cleaner. No animal should be treated to having to endure human filth for so long.
Post by: Cathar on February 09, 2018, 02:46:35 pm
For the filth...well... to our defense this is a battle fort, not a five star palace, but you're right. Next place will be made more tidy
Post by: Imic on February 09, 2018, 02:57:54 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 13, 2018, 06:13:54 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 14, 2018, 05:40:17 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 14, 2018, 05:57:31 pm
BUT I do hope this is not the last time we hear about Donu, her new husband and their friends. I am almost positive we'll meet them again, even if they are not the main focus of the story anymore. I'm redacting the real, final, true endpost that will mark the end of Watershield's era as we speak :D
But I'll wait for you to post it of course
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 15, 2018, 05:31:50 pm
The smells of Mate’s cooking filled the meeting hall of Watershields. The Hall was at its usual level of rowdiness, but there was an air dignity to the affair. Amongst the revelers could be found Prince Ryukan and his wife Cemir chatting gleefully with various craftsmen and artisans from the fort. Commander Pathril was standing on a table amidst a throng of soldiers and knights chanting a new drinking song that combined the most popular song in Mong Kima with a list of exploits performed by the Riverguard. Thrathnu stood off to the side with his wife Uquur, admiring the next generation he had trained for the future. At the opposite corner stood Ases, grumbling to herself (or her sword) and sipping on a rather potent batch of Sewer Brew. Digo stood uncomfortably with the rest of his family, deviously eying a small rat which had snuck into the building. The Zothoabo and Jalew clans made up a massive crowd in the center of the Hall. Sirris and Duslud stood on the edge of the gathering, sharing a mug of Prickleberry Wine. The centerpiece of the celebration was a bronze statue of three goblins, the enchanted remains of Odlug the Kingslaying Colossus.
The feast was as much a victory celebration as it was a marriage, even so, Donu was nervous. The priestesses had taken Hustra’s finest dress and each added their own designs and enhancements to it. Donu felt a bit weird wearing her mother’s dress, but it was a superb piece of craftsmanship and she couldn’t turn down the other priestesses after their hard work.
After she finished getting ready, she sat down to wait for the ceremony to begin. Sitting didn’t calm her nerves, and she didn’t last long before she got up and began pacing, before deciding to sneak over and see how Zefer was doing. She barged her way past the two members of his ranger squad guarding the door and leapt into his arms. “Hey Zefer, I’m bored. How about we skip out on the ceremony and elope.”
After hugging his wife to be, Zefer responded, “Is that really what you want?”
“No,” She leaned in to kiss Zefer while simultaneously reaching around him to grab at the bottle of strawberry wine he had stashed on the desk behind him, “I just want to get this over with. The waiting is killing me.”
“For a priestess, you’re not a big fan of ceremony.”
“It feels like my entire life is ceremony. Sometimes I want some action!”
Zefer smiled, “There will be plenty of action tonight.”
Donu took another swig from her wine bottle, then put it back on the desk and picked up a broom resting against the corner of the room, “I want action now, En Garde!”
Zefer rolled under her strike, and grabbed a nearby stool to use as a shield. “What’s gotten into you?” He took up a defensive stance, “never mind, this is pretty normal for you.”
Donu brandished her broom menacingly and twirled the weapon in her hand in preparation for her next attack. “Let’s see which is better, my sword… er…. broomsmanship, or your stool mastery?”
Zefer had fought many fierce opponents. He had mastered the sword and shield, as well as his own body. There were few who could match him in single combat. What he forgot was that Donu trained with him from a young age, and knew all his weaknesses, and he didn’t have his sword today. If anyone else was in the room they would have a told a tale of one of the greatest battles of Watershields. The Broom vs. The Chair, a rivalry as old as wood crafting itself.
Donu and Zefer circled the room, exchanging attacks. Neither could land a solid blow on the other as each strike was parried or dodged. After a minute of intense combat, Donu feinted with her broom and shoulder charged Zefer, knocking him to the ground. She stood over him and kicked the stool out of his hands. “Yet again, Donu the Great is victorious!” she said, then pounced on his chest the two began kissing like the young lovers they were.
Not to be outdone, Zefer rolled Donu over so he was on top, and ended the kiss by giving her a peck on the nose. “I claim this victory for Watershields.” Donu began to put up a struggle to contest his victory, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Jalew’s rough voice accompanied the loud knocks, “You two almost ready? The wedding’s about to start.”
Zefer jumped off the ground and helped Donu to her feet. “Yes sir, we’ll be out in a minute.” He quickly readjusted his bronze breastplate, and did his best to brush the dust off his fine leather garments while Donu tried to pat clean her dress.
After taking a moment to calm her heavy breathing, and double check her dress for obvious marks, she turned to Zefer, “Are you ready for this?”
He gave an exaggerated bow, “Lead me to glory and death.”
She nodded in acknowledgement, then took his hand and marched out of the room to the meeting hall where the wedding ceremony was to take place.
When the couple arrived at the meeting hall the crowd was split into two sides, with a large aisle down the center. The already drunk crowd burst into rambunctious applause as soon as the couple emerged. As they walked past, handfuls of rice and small seeds were thrown into the aisle as a blessing to Ino, the goddess of harvest.
Because Zothoabo and Zefer both hold high status in Watershields, Prince Ryukan officiated the wedding. He began with some remarks on how far each of them had come since their early days in the fort, reminiscing about Zefer’s strength and energy as a young lad, and joking about Donu’s love of food, along with the time she petitioned him to hold a holiday called “Donu’s Day” where the members of the fort would make food for her. He spoke briefly about the kingdom and the importance of this marriage, then let the families give their blessings before the ring ceremony.
Thrathnu gave a short speech about hard work paying off, then Zothoabo stepped forward to give a speech about his daughter. “I’m sure you’ve all heard my tales of woe. Tales of the Splattered Assault where the elves massacred the members of Mong Kima like cattle.”
His Speech was interrupted from an anonymous voice in the crowd, “We’ve all heard this story before, get on with it!”
Zothoabo cleared his throat, “My point is, we had a tough life before. I moved here with hope that I would find a better life. At the time I thought it was a foolish hope, ‘maybe the elves will ambush our small fort,’ I mused, ‘the overseer can’t have prepared for every eventuality,’ I told myself. Despite my second thoughts, I did move, and I took up the position of Diagnoser at the small outpost called Watershields. I made this place my home with the hope that I would be able to give my family a good life. I stand here today, at the wedding of my eldest daughter Donu, in celebration of our greatest victory and I can say I have never been happier.”
After wiping a tear from his eye, he raised his cup to toast, “To Donu and Zefer, may you live long and fruitful lives. Long Live The Riverguard!”
Post by: Cathar on February 15, 2018, 05:50:21 pm
I'm always a bit surprized that people actually read and are interested in the stories and settings I'm trying to set up, and having texts like that feels like what I want to do is understood to a quite deep level. I'm sure I sound like a broken record at this point
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And so, in summer of the year 142, Zefer and Donu were married, uniting Jalew's and Zothoabo's clans by blood. The party kept on for the whole night. It wasn't then question of war or labor - for once in the border fort, everyone made merry and drank together, without thinking about the hardships of tomorrow.
They would come on their own soon enough - and there would be plenty of time to work to overcome then.
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Summary
The story of the Riverguard covers the period that goes from winter 130 to summer 142.
At the order of the pearlite royal court, a small border fort was founded to the east of the kingdom, to stop elven incursions into human territory.
However, elves were found to be nothing but a very minor threat compared to roaming wildlife and to the werebeasts that flocked to it.
A first contact with the Empire of Osme was made in year 132, when a goblin thief was scared off by the militia. The situation escaladed quickly, with a first goblin raid in 133.
The Riverguard managed to arm itself up and repelled Osme's incursions ever increasing in size, culminating into a full all-out assault in 136, repelled at great cost.
The attacks continued, but the Riverguard could rise up to every one of them, developping tactics and battle doctrines, forging weapons and armor and training their population to match their enemies, ever increasing in numbers. In total, eleven attacks were fought off.
Odlug the dominant scar, the regicide bronze colossus, was eventually sighted, captured and eventually destroyed.
To this day, Watershield marks the border of the civilized world with the lands of the demon king Lomoth.
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So, before we do another big embark (and we will o/), as discussed, I want to do something more chill and share my toys a bit. So right now is the right time to open a new chapter in the history of Mong Kima
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Even tho the construction of Watershield could insure, at least for a time, the security and demographic growth of the kingdom even in the face of rising foes, it also revealed a number of issues and opportunity for glory.
In a time before time, Onget Cattenatag, our resident goblin, wrote a serie of books which are, today, considered to be the founding stone of medecine. Those books have a tremendous value, and not only because they are decorated with precious gems, not only because of their historical value, but because their content can save lives.
They were stored in the fortress of Ironweather, whose status is unknown, but likely in ruins. It was destroyed by Cim, a forgotten beast made of filth, whose breath can kill a man.
This mission can seem pretty straightforward. Go to Ironweather, find the books, come back to Watershield and store them into safety. However, the road to Ironweather is uncharted for the most part, we know nothing about it , but it is covered in snow and ice doesn't melt. The road is dangerous, the city is dangerous too. Don't go there alone, and be prepared for the worst.
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Take your time to prepare yourself ; those books have been sleeping for hundred years, they can wait a few more weeks. If you need companions, you can find groups of outlaws in most of the big cities, like Sealspear or Hairyoracle, if you know where to look for. Most of them will accept to work as mercenaries, and they are decent fighters. We have a couple of blades for hire, that move in and out of Watershield, and there are armies of them in Brokenbronze, if you don't mind a little trip by foot. Just...don't travel alone by night.
And if you need some natch on your belt ; here's an easy way. The Osme pits to the east are filled to the brim with captured children of Egapesor and Kodsåkzul. Freeing them is a very straighforward way to acquire death, glory or both.
Oh and, last thing. Watershield recruits strong warriors, if their name is famed. We're an elite organization, so we take only the best of the best. But there are other lords around with lower standards. If you're looking for employment, don't hesitate to ask them.
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Last notes on the game :
• Remember this is a story driven thread. You're the master of your own destiny but please make it a cool story and not just hack and slash :D
• No Demigod please. Hero is my standard, Peasant if you're hardcore
• Take a lot, a lot of screenshots. Stonesense or (if your computer can stomach it) armok vision are the best (thanks japa o/). If you can use the dfhack "markdown" command on important characters in addition, it would help me to illustrate them. Else, a screenshot of their description in game is cool too
• If you want to specify stuff on your character, especially physical traits not covered by description, do it, it helps me to draw it as I understand it better
• If you want to create a character that is not from Mong Kima, this is possible (tho not recommended for now, until we progress a bit more in the story). But I have one, single requirement : Your character must be drafted from a local population.
Basically it means that :
(https://i.imgur.com/AXeObXU.png)
This is important to keep Pearlites looking like Pearlites, Pinalene elves looking like Pinalene elves etc.
• And for the turns, standard procedure if no one has an objection : register for a turn, play a RL week, retire your character, pass on the save. We have more than enough things to do for multiple (semi) simultaneous adventurers
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The save (https://www.dropbox.com/s/yfz2kn6wctrlbt8/Minbazkar.rar?dl=0)
I'll update the OP tomorrow o/
Bonus current head of Mong Kima
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Queen Usu, General Ener
Post by: Imic on February 16, 2018, 02:33:33 am
Post by: Cathar on February 16, 2018, 05:07:06 am
For the sake of keeping the story going somehow, if the turn order is still empty by sunday, I'll wabble around a bit with Luki, but I'm far more excited by the idea of sharing my toys with you people o/
Edit also while I'm at it
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/8ecc/f/2018/047/a/3/logo_by_number_seventeen-dc3c0qj.png)
Bam, new logo
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 16, 2018, 06:49:53 am
Post by: Cathar on February 16, 2018, 07:29:29 am
If you so wish, you can grab the save right away, it's just two posts above o/
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 16, 2018, 09:02:07 am
Post by: Cathar on February 16, 2018, 12:08:19 pm
Gimme a description of your character as soon as you got one o/
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 16, 2018, 12:40:32 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 16, 2018, 12:45:31 pm
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on February 16, 2018, 02:41:06 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on February 16, 2018, 04:40:21 pm
• Take a lot, a lot of screenshots. Stonesense or (if your computer can stomach it) armok vision are the best (thanks japa o/). If you can use the dfhack "markdown" command on important characters in addition, it would help me to illustrate them. Else, a screenshot of their description in game is cool too
I like the ASCII an awful lot, and I've never used those tools. I've also never used dfhack: what does "markdown" do? Is it something that a player could replicate using other means?
Post by: Cathar on February 16, 2018, 04:46:45 pm
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 17, 2018, 12:50:01 pm
The Land of Confining, on the southwestern continent of the plane of Minbazkar. A land where warlike humans and warlike goblins have inexplicably managed to come together over their love of conflict and carve out a history of relative peace between their races, settling their differences through games and sports in place of swords and arrows.
But all is not well in the land. Rumor has it that the dark god Thrathnu Scorchedsculpts the Murder of Skulls, displeased at the harmony between man and greenskin, turned his baleful eye upon the land that it may know the horrors of war and destruction. The dark sorceress Anlar Dancetool and her disciples reign from the tower of Plainsbrews, and evil creatures of all kinds roam the countryside, preying on the weak and helpless.
In the small town of Ardentstar, a mere stones throw away from the black tower, the militia commander Gil Sudemtuco had lived the better part of his life in a constant vigil against the undead horde that may at any time crush his town beneath their rotting feet. After a routine patrol a few years back, he found a strange, gray-skinned and crimson-haired child left upon his doorstep. His heart turned at the sight of the small creature, and he took her in to raise as his own.
This is the story of Sisha Gigolkuda of the Council of Jewels.
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Raised in a household with six boys and taught by a militia commander, with only one older sister to keep an eye on her, Sisha quickly grew into a fairly accomplished wrestler. It was only a matter of time before her natural gifts in the art of combat became apparent, and rumors began to spread that the girl who mysteriously appeared one day was destined to accomplish great deeds.
Nonetheless, the goblin blood ran strong in her and she showed little interest in fighting for the benefit of others. Until one day she learned a terrible secret about her father's past...
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Post by: Cathar on February 17, 2018, 01:07:51 pm
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 17, 2018, 03:28:19 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/BM9B1v5.png)
And picking up a companion:
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Post by: Haspen on February 17, 2018, 04:29:32 pm
He is probably drunk and the cat is staring at him 'go home John you're drunk' way.
Post by: Cathar on February 17, 2018, 04:34:19 pm
Truely he seems super interesting. Polite and super humble ; "I don't agree but, what do I know I'm the stupid one" while his son rules over two thousand men :D
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on February 17, 2018, 04:59:32 pm
I haven't played df in forever
Post by: Cathar on February 17, 2018, 05:05:23 pm
I'll just ask you to wait your turn to begin the adventure, so we can have one canon storyline, but feel free to roam around, it's good training :D
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on February 17, 2018, 05:07:50 pm
Just unrar the file in data>saveOh no worries. I'll go
I'll just ask you to wait your turn to begin the adventure, so we can have one canon storyline, but feel free to roam around, it's good training :D
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 17, 2018, 06:10:23 pm
So sorry to bother you, but do you have any preference for stuff like haircut and all? Else she seems really cute. Also congratulations, your companion is the father of the king of Lumong, in the deep, deep south. He's an old man who apparently likes to travel incognito.
Truely he seems super interesting. Polite and super humble ; "I don't agree but, what do I know I'm the stupid one" while his son rules over two thousand men :D
Ha, seriously? I did look through legends but I didn't even think of looking him up. He was just the first soldier I happened to encounter so I assumed he was just some random nobody.
And yeah, he's almost frustratingly humble. I was hoping to get a companion that would argue sometimes to get Sisha to change her values and personality over time (she's very self-centered, more interested in fighting for fighting's sake and not too cut out for heroism except when family is involved or she feels she has a duty to perform) but his tendency to drop any argument makes that impossible. I'm going to need to find a new companion for character development's sake.
As for hairstyle, no real preference. I imagine her as something of a wild tomboy so maybe something that reflects that...?
Post by: Sir Knight on February 17, 2018, 09:33:13 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 17, 2018, 09:49:33 pm
The few accounts we have come from researches we conducted, following attacks from vampire and werebeasts, for almost all of them come from this place.
So far, we know that place is divided in four. Into the east coast, is the kingdom of Xakedgil. In the west, the goblin lands of Sotukosta. The small kingdom of Luhmong occupies the southern shores and the dwarves of Orzulban fend for their lives in the central mountains.
The people of Xakedgil form a warring kingdom and is the major player in the regional political landscape. Whereas most human kingdoms - Mong Kima being the first among them - find contentment in fending off goblins, Xakedgil goes way further, launching expeditions into the monster's territory and taking an offensive stance in most manners. Their people are very brave, and their culture - held dear above other considerations such as the law of their lord- rewards displays of bravery.
Politically speaking, Xakedgil is ruled by Queen Asi, who took the crown after the peaceful death of her father, King Devsem in 125. She maintained somewhat cordial relations with her neighbours, but we wouldn't be surprized to see war rise again during our lifetime.
It was during the rule of King Devsem that a small, lightning fast war occured between Xakedgil and Sotukosta. The men of Xakedgil, loyal to their reputation, took the initiative and marched with a formidable force toward the pit of Greedmonster. The king led the attack ; the defense was led by the demon Rikkir, master of the goblins of the Land of Confining himself.
The battle was absolutely fierce, and Xakedgil had the upperhand during most of the fight, forcing the goblins and their demon master to shelter themselves into their fortress, where an assault would not be possible. Seing most of their forces anihilated, the goblins begged for peace - and it was granted.
It was some twenty years ago now.
At the time, Gil was only a footsoldier in Xakedgil's army. However, due to his bravery, he was upon his return rewarded with the position of commander of his hometown. He would then train his children and the volonteers ofhis villages to the art of the crossbow, and lived since then a peaceful life. All in all, Gil was a rather unremarkable man in a remote village, in a land far away.
Only one thing made him stood up ; his adopted daughter, Sisha, he found during a patrol near his town.
Goblins in human kingdoms are not an unknown phenomena. In Mong Kima even, we have quite a few. But goblins raised in a human family are still something worthy of some eyebrow rising. Gil educated Sisha with his own children, like she was his natural daughter. At first, it was accepted because he was a decorated veteran - then it was accepted because the young goblin adopted the local customs as a matter of course.
Yet, no one really doubted that the presence of the commander was the determining factor in that seemingly peaceful resolution. Gil was now aging, and Sisha instinctively knew she would have to prove her mettle by herself at some point.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c0bb/f/2018/048/9/f/you_can_come_back_when_you_want_by_number_seventeen-dc3ia68.jpg)
"Remember you can come back anytime you want" he said to her. "Ardentstar is your home, and I'll always have a room for you".
Sisha knew that ; he had told that to her a billion times. She still had to leave - not only her goblin blood was pushing her to action, but she knew she had to gain the respect of the people by herself. Becoming an adventurer might not be the safest way, but in this time of relative peace, it was the most straightforward.
"Who know, maybe you'll miss home someday?" But she had already taken her decision. To end the embarassing silence that followed, he added, on a very serious tone : "What I told you about your great grandfather...stays between us, alright?"
Post by: Imic on February 18, 2018, 05:14:32 am
Post by: Cathar on February 18, 2018, 07:30:49 am
I might take a turn next to becoma a writer. I haven't played adventurer mode in a long time, thou, so it might end badly.
Shall I put you after Zefer in the turn list?
Also have a quick sketch of Kofi, the death seeking king of Luhmong
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Post by: Imic on February 18, 2018, 09:10:27 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 18, 2018, 11:36:44 am
Spoiler: A Conversation at the Fragrant Honeys (click to show/hide)
Shortly after this scene, the duo ran into a giant alligator (Workboards the Decisive Hold), a giant crocodile (Failureshoves), AND an alligator woman (Mobbedforded), all of them wandering around the back alleys of Bristletundras. (Two of them are visible in the map from the last post). Sisha made two bone rings, one from the alligator and one from the crocodile, as trophies.
Sisha and Kofi then headed south, and finally reached Relicfaint...
Spoiler: A Charming Bloodsucker (click to show/hide)
"But what of all the people he murdered?"
"It isn't my problem."
Spoiler: Happened upon a cave, found a naked hobo inside (click to show/hide)
"Not my problem."
Spoiler: Two Bandits Harassing the Innocent. Allegedly. (click to show/hide)
"Eh? I just wanted some better weapons."
"I'm not sure if you've noticed, Sisha...but it looks like we're being followed by some trackers."
"Good to know. Maybe we've picked up some fans."
"I doubt it."
The pair also wandered into a bandit's camp and stole some iron armor and gauntlets. They were too big for Sisha, but it fit Kofi just fine. The leader was sleeping, but Sisha decided not to kill him.
Shortly after...
Spoiler: They were not a fan club. (click to show/hide)
Next stop is Playeddear. Many of the evil creatures seem to have originated in a temple there...
Post by: Cathar on February 18, 2018, 01:08:08 pm
For more than one hundred years, the Cathedral acted as a beacon for lost souls. Those who were lost or were looking for a reason to live would often make the trip to Spishabtor, and upon making an offering to Galka, would find the inner strengh to follow their dreams and carve their own lifepath. Inner strengh, the power of will to follow one's true fate, this was the purpose of this piece of architecture.
It is actively taken care of by a group of priests, led by the first of them, holding the title of Sacred Guard, currently a man by the name of Esu.
But the temple also has its dark side, for those failing to muster their inner strengh are cursed with living a nightmare for eternity. Such was the fate of Lipi, the previous sacred guard, who ended up turned as a turtle like monster, roaming the night in search of blood, only to end its half-life near the walls of Watershield in 133.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/7239/f/2017/157/5/a/mong_kima_2_12_by_number_seventeen-dbbrfjf.jpg)
The temple of Galka remains, however, as it is meant to be ; a place to find answers. There could not be a better place to start a journey of self-discovery.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/99ad/f/2018/049/9/5/the_cathedral_of_bravery_by_number_seventeen-dc3kjoz.jpg)
My, you work fast. I'll add a bit more of the journey here until I can write it properly.
The key to me is to be absolutely relentless :D Also liking your character helps me to find motivation. I am a big fan so far, the fact you spared the first two bandits really speaks well of your character in my books. Truely heroic !
Do you intend to romanticize the journey once you're done? If so I'll just give you some lore pointers and follow your journey from a bit afar, so as not to cut grass under your feet.
Also as a side note, with her tone of skin, Sisha probably is not a local goblina, she looks like she is of Osme upbringing. Maybe that can be a story worth telling?
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 18, 2018, 01:47:15 pm
The basic character outline for Sisha is that she is fairly selfish (considers sacrifice to be worthless, note the tavern conversation), has a hot temper and basically looks for excuses to get into a fight, but won't kill someone in cold blood. But if pushed far enough, her "goblin side" can come out and she becomes terrifyingly sadistic (can be indicated by red glowing eyes). Her character arc is supposed to be learning the value of sacrifice.
Spoiler: A midnight duel with Aba (click to show/hide)
Also as a side note, with her tone of skin, Sisha probably is not a local goblina, she looks like she is of Osme upbringing. Maybe that can be a story worth telling?I was considering this very idea (especially since Thrathnu, the evil god that is, is responsible for raising the demon that rules over Osme IIRC). Though I have encountered a fair number of greyskins in the area, they are a minority.
EDIT:
We sought out Ogzu's camp. Can't have anyone sending assassins after us and getting away with it.
He seemed to be alone...
Spoiler: There is nothing noble about this (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on February 18, 2018, 03:21:00 pm
By the way, did you acquire more gear? Besides the hammer?
Edit : Also, for going with the flow, really that's what I imagined from the start. Story happen naturally, just stay in character, maybe we won't have a good ending but we'll have a good story. Hell I'm sure we could just go from place to place and make it interesting. The travel matters more than the destination
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 18, 2018, 03:30:33 pm
Though Thrathnu Scorchedsculpts the Murder of Skulls was perhaps the most infamous of the deities that held sway over the Land of Confining, he was hardly the sole cause of the horrors that plagued the land. Rirdest Worthygladness the Lovely Cradle of Ramparts, goddess of sacrifice and generosity, was no less vengeful to those who dared profane her temple in the city of Playeddear.
And yet, there are those who say that even a curse may be a blessing in disguise, to those who had faith in her.
Mudung Plungedgloss was an ardent worshiper of the goddess. Perhaps it was his foolish devotion to a foreign deity that drove him to desecrate the shrine in the Cathedral of Bravery, earning him the curse of eternal life from Galka, goddess of dreams.
Though it is said that one god may not undo the deeds of another, perhaps the pity of Rirdest drove her to bring Mudung a companion to accompany him throughout the future ages. Stran Sneakeddesert and Mudung were brought together in unholy matrimony in the year 71, and they enjoyed many years together.
But it was not to last.
Stran was forced to flee, eventually making her way north, to the Nation of Pearls. Mudung became a scholar until Devsem Meadowguises, Law-Giver of the Steamy Unions, confronted the vampire and forced him to flee for the hamlet of Clusterflicker.
Nevertheless, Mudung never lost hope of one day, perhaps after civilization had crumbled and only the last immortal beings remained, that he would one day see his beloved again.
This hope, too, was taken from him.
Post by: Imic on February 18, 2018, 03:33:46 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 18, 2018, 03:36:35 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Will the save be open for Fortress mode at any time in the future? As in weeeeeel inti the future, once the nation nphas learned stonework at least.
Sure thing, but not before we have a reason to start a new fort :D Right now I'd prefer to just explore the world and do cool things, get some heroes to rise and allow people to enjoy the world at a more personal level
Post by: Imic on February 18, 2018, 03:38:24 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on February 18, 2018, 09:51:52 pm
Well, unless the game goes all Dwarf Fortress on our intrepid main character and ends with a single arrow. But other than that.
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 18, 2018, 11:21:58 pm
We sought out Ogzu's camp. Can't have anyone sending assassins after us and getting away with it.
He seemed to be alone...Spoiler: There is nothing noble about this (click to show/hide)
also Cathar.... I feel dumb for only just now noticing this. Great storytelling!!!
The story of Stran and Mudung is a greek tragedy. Never saw Mudung, but if he's on your way don't hesitate to pay him a visitSpoiler (click to show/hide)
Sire Knight said it best
This is hilarious. Your choices in conversation make for a wonderful overall story. And Cathar's interjections make this story waaay more intertwined than I was anticipating. If you're going to go history-diving after every name, I can see it continuing to be wacky for a long time to come.
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 19, 2018, 01:27:56 am
This turned out to be a mistake.
A large pack of hyenas attacked, and in the ensuing chaos the two were separated. It probably would have gone better had not an unlucky bite tore Sisha's hand open, causing her to drop her weapon. Beset by four snarling predators, Sisha managed to fend off all but one, which continued to tear at her, until she was nearly helpless.
Moments before the creature tore out her throat, a silver scimitar flashed in the darkness, cleaving the animal's head in two.
Spoiler: Took you long enough (click to show/hide)
The adventurers finally arrived at Playeddear. At the north of the city was a great library, the Knowing Orbs-Home. Sisha, who had learned to read from an early age and taught the value of books, was overwhelmed by the sudden wealth of knowledge that lay open to her.
Spoiler: Kofi did not agree (click to show/hide)
It had been a while since she last had a good drink, so Sisha made her way toward the local tavern, The Sugary Buttery Garnishes, where Sisha brought up a concern that she had overheard being discussed among the librarians.
Spoiler: Another Tavern Crawl (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: And so they did. (click to show/hide)
On their way back to tell the librarians the good news, the adventurers were ambushed in an alleyway right outside the Church of Saints.
Spoiler: Bad move (click to show/hide)
The Church itself, interestingly enough, was ruined. Curious, Sisha looked inside. An extensive catacomb system still lay beneath the Church's remains.
At the bottom of the catacombs, they found a tomb.
Spoiler: I feel better about killing that cyclops now. (click to show/hide)
"Let's go find me some new clothes."
EDIT:
Spoiler: Clothes Shopping with Sisha (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on February 19, 2018, 05:17:44 am
There are so many scenes I want to illustrate, I'll have a busy evening. This is great !
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 19, 2018, 09:01:06 am
On the way back north, only a short distance from Relicfaint, the adventurers encountered a familiar face - none other than Ador. It seems that he was ousted from his home at last - and he was not happy about it. No sooner than he saw the face of the one who exposed him, he attacked. Also there was a lasher with him for some reason.
Spoiler: Ador and his friend (click to show/hide)
During a stopover in Bristletundras, Sisha spotted a strange procession of poets, bards, and assorted artists making their way toward the Cathedral of Bravery. Curious, they decided to follow. The gathering was headed toward a small room deep below the Cathedral, suspended over water, and it would not stop - by the end, close to 40 people were packed into this tiny room. Strangely, some of the people were naked. Even stranger, one was severely injured. Was this some kind of sacrificial rite? Or was it just people being weird?
Spoiler: We never did find an answer (click to show/hide)
Finally, it was time to return home in triumph. The accursed stain on their family's honor was gone at last. Surely, Gil would honor her when he heard the news.
Spoiler: He did not (click to show/hide)
The world was torn out from under Sisha.
So what if he didn't appreciate her? What did his opinion matter anyway?
She tried to be helpful. She tried to bring her family honor.
Fine then. There was another way. No way that anyone would disparage her for this.
"I am going to Plainsbrews. I am going to kill every single necromancer in the tower, and I am going to bring back Thrathnu's slab."
"Sisha, wait! You can't be serious! They'll kill you!"
"Shut up! This is my life!"
Spoiler: I AM THE AWAKENED STORM (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: ARE YOU HAPPY NOW, FATHER? (click to show/hide)
The moon is waxing gibbous. Two more days before the weres come out to play.
Post by: Bearskie on February 19, 2018, 09:08:36 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 19, 2018, 11:51:27 am
I restarted, creating basically the same character and am retracing my steps to do pretty much the same stuff. Some minor details may be different but I'll make it so as far as the story written is concerned, nobody will be able to tell the difference. With the possible exception of the hyena attack. That was a stupid mistake that doesn't really need to be in the story.
Post by: Cathar on February 19, 2018, 12:17:00 pm
It kills me but I really don't want a scripted narrative and redoing everything from the start is too much work on my end. Really really sorry
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 19, 2018, 12:33:03 pm
I suspect Armok Vision (or possibly DFhack, which is required for it to run) is to blame, since it started having issues after I started using it, so I'll avoid it this time.
Post by: Cathar on February 19, 2018, 12:38:15 pm
I hadn't any problem with DFhack, but Armok Vision eats up too much memory. Accessing legends with open-legends and not killing the DF process afterward also causes file corruption if it helps?
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 19, 2018, 12:47:42 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 19, 2018, 02:58:41 pm
Can you give a quick rundown of things that are inconsistant between the previous and the current version? Stuff like names and all? Did some encounters went differently ?
Best way to proceed is to hammer down the story once it's finished, and it'll end up looking good
Also don't forget to make backup saves. You just have to copy the folder, and you'll have a nice backup
Post by: Asin on February 19, 2018, 07:31:58 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 19, 2018, 07:36:18 pm
Your wife is dead, your elder daughter became a war hero and married, your son became a blacksmith, Watershield was attacked violently a couple times by werebeast, interfamilial drama, battles with goblins of Osme Stobûb, attack by a legendary bronze colossus, and completion of Watershield
Post by: Asin on February 19, 2018, 07:38:23 pm
Pretty much the whole story lol :D
Your wife is dead, your elder daughter became a war hero and married, your son became a blacksmith, Watershield was attacked violently a couple times by werebeast, interfamilial drama, battles with goblins of Osme Stobûb, attack by a legendary bronze colossus, and completion of Watershield
(Damn. Good for my daughter. Did anything really happen to me at all? Like was I killed or something?)
Post by: Cathar on February 19, 2018, 07:41:49 pm
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 20, 2018, 01:02:32 am
Out of curiosity, how did you get armok vision to work? I could only find plugins for DFHack 43.05 and the save that was uploaded wasn't compatible with that version.
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 20, 2018, 01:25:51 am
Maybe hold off drawing for later, a few things are a bit different.
Sisha's description is slightly different, though I made sure to reroll until I got something that matched your artwork.
Also Kofi's scimitar is bronze instead of silver.
Killing the cyclops and the bandit leadet went pretty.much the same, though the ambush never happened. The fight with Ador was also unchanged, except I never saw his companion.
One of the two bandits that I stole the weapons from was different. The hammerman was the same guy but the other was a female swordsman with a bronze short sword, which became my main weapon for a while. I'll upload her description in a bit. I still did steal clothes from the hammerman later.
Since thr hyena fight never happened, Sisha does not wind up a loosely-stitched together mass of scars.
The ambush by the archer didn't happen in the church, but a bit outside the city. Might have been a different archer but I'm not sure. The procession in the church still happened, I think it might just be some weird pathfinding bug.
Post by: Cathar on February 20, 2018, 09:54:53 am
Well, for absolutely unimportant NPCs, thats no big deal, unless you want to make them important (that encounter with the two purple hair goblins that ended up in a strip wrestle was hillarious).
You're right, best we can do, for now, is just to wait and see. We'll hammer down the story and add the fine prints when it's done. I'm positive I won't be able to stick to the original plan of sharing the save in quick succession (I'll need time to catch up) but we'll find a solution whatever we decide
For DFhack and DF in general, I'm playing 44.05 (the absolute latest), maybe the issue of corruption comes from that, I'm not sure the file is backward compatible (it is foreward compatible that's for sure)
Post by: Imic on February 20, 2018, 09:56:08 am
Post by: Cathar on February 20, 2018, 10:22:50 am
Megaman proposed we share the whole folder, which is also workable, altho I'm kind of discovering the hard way this is putting me under a load of stress heavier than I'm comfortable with, so after Sisha I'd like to pull the plug on the idea.
After that, yes, why not ? Maybe instead of having a lot of mini heroes like we planned, we can just design a collective hero, go on adventure and discuss our next moves, with people claiming companions ? That could work
Post by: Imic on February 20, 2018, 10:27:48 am
Post by: Cathar on February 20, 2018, 10:57:49 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 20, 2018, 11:53:43 am
Post by: Sir Knight on February 20, 2018, 12:34:31 pm
So as long as it's not too much stress, I'd love to learn more about the adventures of this world. It seems like a great place for people to keep exploring.
Post by: Cathar on February 20, 2018, 01:49:00 pm
Okay, whew, glad it's not coming to a crashing end. Emotional well-being and avoiding overworking onesself are pretty important, too.
So as long as it's not too much stress, I'd love to learn more about the adventures of this world. It seems like a great place for people to keep exploring.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
I'm nearly done. I've already made it to Watershield, but there's a few things I want to do before I finish. Then I can start working on the actual sub-plot.
Take your time by all means, we're in no hurry, I'll send you some stuff in private a bit later o/
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 20, 2018, 01:55:36 pm
EDIT: Never mind, I just built a place for them.
EDIT2: Well, apparently that doesn't work. Heh.
Post by: Imic on February 20, 2018, 02:15:24 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 20, 2018, 03:25:53 pm
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 20, 2018, 03:53:44 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on February 20, 2018, 04:20:08 pm
Actually, they just started killing each other and ran off. I'll work it into the story.
I just . . . I just feel like this has strength as a metaphor. For something.
Post by: Cathar on February 20, 2018, 04:23:37 pm
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 02:12:46 am
It is said that those who visit the Cathedral of Bravery will have their dreams blessed and may receive messages from the gods.
The goblins in the South and East, who bear the ashen mark upon their skin, are mine. My servant in the East leads them, but in the South they yet wander with no leader, for my chosen one has grown lazy on account of the power I have granted her. Her life is yours to do as you please. Take my slab and take her place. This is your destiny, for you were born to serve me.
She refused. Though Sisha's heart desired wisdom, and sought to read the words upon the Cremated Bones and through them know the secrets of life and death, she chose to discard the cursed slab instead. The Cremated Bones was lost in The Crowded Hills, and to this day none know where it lies.
With Anlar dead and the slab of Thrathnu Scorchedsculpts lost, the curse upon the Land of Confining began to lift. But it would still be many generations before the stain of the curse was gone forever.
Her heart still burning from the battle in the tower, Sisha decided it was time to meet her own kind. She traveled south, to the Forests of Heat.
Spoiler: Ambush (click to show/hide)
Also there was a goblin-raised elf among them.
Spoiler: Don't worry Vadane, Anlar is dead (click to show/hide)
The full moon was rising. Remember Noloc, the naked hobo? Ran into him again.
Spoiler: A wereskink attacks (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: This may or may not have actually happened (click to show/hide)
With more experience under her belt, Sisha decided to visit Ardentstar one last time.
"Anlar is dead, Father. I will cleanse this land of evil, whether you want me to or not."
Sisha found Kofi waiting. It was time to journey together once again.
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 03:42:36 am
"The shadow of the necromancer Anlar and the tower of Plainsbrewed long lies over this land."
"Actually, I just killed Anlar. The curse has been broken."
"Is that so," Emtha said, drawing a long silver knife from his belt.
"What-"
With a smooth movement, Emtha rushed past Sisha and stabbed the axeman sneaking up from behind.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Heading further north, the land seemed to become greener. Sisha and Kofi found numerous dwarven hillocks, and goblin bandits seemed to be everywhere. In Salvechambers, they fended off a small attack.
"Are these what goblins are usually like?"
Very close to the northwest tip of the continent, in the small coastal town of Clusterflickers, Sisha and Kofi were jumped by a small band of three goblins, who ordered them to yield. Kofi quickly killed all three.
"Well done," a nearby ranger said. "Seems I wasn't needed here after all. My name is Mudung Plungedgloss. Would you two like to visit my home? I'd love to have you for dinner."
"That sounds good."
Mudung Plungedgloss: Once the Sacred Guard of the Cathedral of Bravery, a curse was placed upon him when he profaned the sanctuary. Unlike his wife, the vampire Stran, Mudung managed to live his life without anyone ever suspecting his unnatural nature. It was believed among many that his marriage to Stran corrupted him, causing him to perform acts of violence against his fellows. Though he had been forced to flee from city to city after murders, he never remained anywhere long enough for people to realize he never aged, and so his true nature remained largely unknown.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
"So the tower of Plainsbrews is cleared of its curse. This is good news. I lived in the south once, ages ago... Have you ever been to the Cathedral of Bravery? I was once the Sacred Guard there. But I was forced to flee when my wife, Stran Sneakeddesert, murdered one of the citizens there. Stran was a vampire, you see."
"We are travelling the world, righting wrongs, protecting the innocent, that kind of stuff."
"Will you do me a favor? The last time I heard of her, Stran was going to the fortress of Watershield, in the northeast. Perhaps you could bring her something."
"Is that a crown made out of teeth?"
"Haha, I suppose it is a bit strange...but it was her gift to me. Please bring it to her and tell her I still await her return."
At the Fruity Snack, a tavern in Slyhair
"So you're really going? I thought you wanted to clear this land of monsters first."
"Seems to me that you've got this already handled, Kofi."
"Watershield is a long distance from here. How are you even going to make it?"
"There's a spot east of here where the continents nearly touch. A strong swimmer could make it across."
"This isn't just about Stran, is it?"
"No."
In my dreams, he calls to me. I see him watching - Lomoth, the lizard-king of the goblins of the East.
A storm is gathering. He wants my service.
I shall face him. But I shall not serve him.
Spoiler: A quick dip (click to show/hide)
Post by: Imic on February 21, 2018, 04:04:23 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 04:11:44 am
In the West, the elf Imere, Princess of the Tusk of Churches, was dissatisfied.
The kingdoms of the Dwarves and Humans were growing too fast, and the power of the forests were weakening.
There could only be one answer to this.
On her journey to the East, Sisha passed through lands at war. Bands of dwarves and elves roamed the land, some armed, and others fleeing their homes. The mountain fortress of Reveredlashed was unlike any edificie she had seen before. A vast fortress connected to an intricate underground tunnel network, and a massive spiral staircase leading down into a pit of molten rock. Reptile folk occasionally slithered up from the caverns, but a strong mercenary force could easily defend it from the terrors below. Yet even they were in fear of the elf princess Ireme.
Spoiler: A minor scuffle at Reveredlashed (click to show/hide)
Even further eastward, fear of Imere spread. At the town of Gladdimples, folk were deserting their homes, unsure of where to go.
Spoiler: Fleeing citizens (click to show/hide)
But as she traveled toward the East, shadows of a greater terror began to take shape. The realm of Lomoth was close.
Spoiler: Hairyoracle, a ghost town (click to show/hide)
Until finally, she arrived at Watershield itself.
Spoiler: ...What a dump. (click to show/hide)
Post by: Imic on February 21, 2018, 04:37:37 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 05:01:22 am
"You're leaving us?"
"Just for a while. There's something I have to do."
Sisha set out East. She crossed the Abyssal Mire, where numerous towns and hillocks lay abandoned. The evil power in the Infected Marsh tore at her, and she crawled her way across the Fierce Spikes, until she at last arrived at the dark fortress of Dungeonpleat.
The thick evil power here was like a tangible force, impeding her process. Just moving forward felt like walking through treacle. But as she grew closer to the center, the power grew more bearable.
She entered the fortress and was quickly greeted by a welcoming party of beak dogs and trolls.
"Not even going to send proper soldiers to fight, is that it? Well, let's do this."
Spoiler: A prisoner needs help! Actually, make that a lot of prisoners. (click to show/hide)
"Yes. But not until Lomoth himself is dead."
"Wait-"
Sisha charged forward, and the swarm of beasts grew thicker.
"You can't fight this!"
"If we all work together-"
"Stop."
Sisha turned to the side. Her left ear had been torn off, and her right eye was slashed open.
"When I was first brought here, they took me before Lomoth. You don't know what you're dealing with. Fifty men are no more a threat to him than fifty ants."
"But-"
"You can't win, goblin. We appreciate all you have done, but there is a time to run."
Perhaps you are right. Perhaps I was a fool.
Sisha returned to Watershield, with 22 prisoners - elf, dwarf, and human - following behind her.
Together, they built a small fortress to the southwest of Watershield, and called it Safehouse.
"This will be your new home."
"Wait, that's it? You're just leaving us here?"
"I have a sister in-"
"My mother lives in-"
"I have an uncle in-"
"Shut up! Look, I can't be bothered to go looking for all of you people! What do I look like, some kind of sucker? You're safe, and you've got a new home. Isn't that enough?"
"Not if I've got to share it with some stinkin' dwarves!"
"Oh, now you've asked for it, tree-licker!"
Spoiler: no guyz stahp (click to show/hide)
"Hey, I found a waterskin under the floorboards! Guess I'll take this with me-"
"No, don't-"
"What the- what is this, blood? What kind of crazy lunatic puts blood in a waterskin?"
"I- don't- oh. Um."
And so they left, and so Sisha returned to Watershield.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Imic on February 21, 2018, 05:05:26 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 06:31:19 am
https://www.dropbox.com/s/x6vlzwx0j0ti5i1/minbazkar.rar?dl=0 (https://www.dropbox.com/s/x6vlzwx0j0ti5i1/minbazkar.rar?dl=0)
Post by: Cathar on February 21, 2018, 07:34:38 am
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(By the way, I was mistaken. Most goblins in the Land of Confining are gray.)
Knew it :D Gray with purple hair even. Knowing this kind of details help me to draft a phenotipical map.
Thats why I love DF so much. At first it appears nothing make sense, everything is buggy or randomized, but once you scratch the surface and start to assemble the pieces, the picture it paints just makes sense.
Some characters you met are just pure gold. Kofi is best companion confirmed. Also I remember Lucmen ! By the time Luki met her, she was just a bard in Hairyoracle, but after protecting the city from the elves it was decided in worldgen she would become the local lady. Nice to see her again :D
Also Imere... name rings a bell. I need to double check but I think she was the one responsible for the massacre of Kostupu at the time she was just a princess.
Edit : Yes, that's her. Very good elven general, too good maybe for the region
Also wow, she took a beating O: Lost an ear and have some badass eye scars. That will be nice to draw ; theres so much I want to illustrate in this story. Thanks a lot for the screenshots, this is really, really helpful.
Oh and, well, for the prisonners don't beat yourself up with that. For most of them there'll probably be an happy ending. They'll probably come back to their respective homelands now they are free, and Safehouse can be used as a base of forward operations in the future.
Also, for the occasional failures and all, it makes your character shine much brighter. No one like mary sue. Having Sisha have trouble, struggling and not succeeding in everything she tries, that's what makes a great character. Thank you so much.
PS If you plan to continue, I'll advise to tell the stories of your adventures to the people of Watershield. They will like them very much. If you do this, no doubt you can find employment under Zefer
Edit 2 : Tell you what, imma start over with the illustrations. I'll make them better and that story will stick out in the global history of the world. It'll take time but it'll worth it
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 10:27:49 am
My main meta-goal for this playthrough - get a necroslab and a vampire canteen and store them under the floorboards of a constructed site for a later, more morally questionable adventurer - was a complete failure since apparently I don't understand how sites work. And also underestimated how heavy stone slabs are.
I presume that The Cremated Bones is on some random tile nearby Plainsbrews, for anyone who feels like becoming a necromancer without going through the trouble of raiding a tower.
And yeah, the war in the west seems like an interesting goal for later adventurers. Reversedlashed is a nice-looking mountain hall with an easily-accessible underground tunnel, unlike the laggy labyrinths dwarven fortresses tend to be (at least in my experience), so I'd suggest starting there if anyone wants to play as a dwarf.
Post by: Cathar on February 21, 2018, 10:37:57 am
Hm, I guess I technically still have time, huh? Though I'm not sure what else there is to do for this story. I could maybe do a bit more wandering if the next player isn't ready to start.
It's up to you but when you're done I'll put the thread on hold for some time, so I can catch up. If you feel like you're done,what you can do isto find Sisha a job for her to do in worldgen. Tell the stories of her adventures and you can find a job in any squad you want.
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 12:26:08 pm
Spoiler: Conversations with fort members (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on February 21, 2018, 01:03:07 pm
But hey you got yourself some ways to change your values. That conversation with Onget is kinda cute.
"I believe in my friends !" -Onget
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 21, 2018, 02:17:11 pm
when you're done I'll put the thread on hold for some time,
That may be the best way to do it. I love adv mode succession, but pacing 1 week per adventurer is probably too fast. Indigo did a great job telling the story, but I don't know how you were able to do it so fast. I'm fine with slowing things down to get some cool pics set some guidelines to try to prevent save corruption and do more legends dives.
Post by: IndigoFenix on February 21, 2018, 04:39:35 pm
Not far north, she came upon the bandit camp of Charcoalthieves. But this hideout seemed different from the camps back in the Land of Confining. Directly in front of her was a fat goblin criminal, and all around him stood dancers and poets - some armed, but not all.
Spoiler: Arstruk (click to show/hide)
A concave-nosed goblin bridge dancer stood next to the captain. Curious, Sisha went to talk with her.
"So what's with this place, anyway? Never seen a bandit camp with so many entertainers before."
"Oh, we're not just entertainers," she laughed. "We just believe that culture is no less important than the art of war. So don't underestimate us. But-" she whispered, "to tell you the truth, I've always wanted to travel the world."
"Well, come with me then. A camp like this is no place for a dancer, even a fighting one."
"Really? Well, then, let's get going!"
"Excuse me," barked the captain, "But where do you think you're going?"
Spoiler: Sudden faction split (click to show/hide)
Sisha and Osta the goblin dancer set out to right more wrongs.
Strangely, every camp they entered seemed to be in a state of civil war. Osta sometimes would join in.
Spoiler: You crazy goblins (click to show/hide)
Wandering the wilds, suddenly a strange man wielding a silver great axe jumped out at Sisha and
His skill with an axe was far, far beyond anything Sisha had ever faced before. Even with an ally by her side, she quickly realized how far outclassed she was as he easily parried all of her blows and effortlessly passed every attempt she made at blocking. If his axe wasn't near-useless against her iron armor she wouldn't have lasted ten seconds, and even with his ineffective equipment the situation looked grim, until she remembered that even the best axeman in the world is far less effective without his axe...
Spoiler: A Wild Axe Lord Appears! (click to show/hide)
"As if! Probably some self-identified 'hero' out to kill some goblins."
"His clothes were goblin-made, though. What did he say his name was?"
"I don't know. I didn't ask."
Post by: Megaman_zx on February 21, 2018, 05:23:06 pm
haha, nice to see you continuing the journey. Sisha is a fun character. I'll try to load your save into 43.05 and use armok vision to take screenshots of watershields.
Post by: Cathar on February 21, 2018, 05:32:49 pm
Not going to criticize too much, I know people do their best, but the magic is gone for me. The world I'm trying hard to create and to give life to feels like a succession of mindless hack and slash and assumed meta I stated multiple times I don't want to see.
For a moment I thought that maybe I could just take some easy time off and just draw the story on my terms, but even that feels like yet another chore I don't want. At some point I gotta be honest with myself and realize what I want to do with the lil time I have.
So...yeah. We're stopping here.
I'll keep hanging around the forum and keep dolling doodles to people I like, but for Minbazkar and Mong Kima I'll do that solo from now on. People who know me know where to look for.
Here's the stuff I've made so far, and since I won't use them, that's my parting gift. Playing with you guys was cool, I hope you had fun.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on April 16, 2018, 07:56:30 pm
Post by: Glass on April 16, 2018, 08:16:03 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on April 16, 2018, 09:35:24 pm
Post by: Imic on April 17, 2018, 01:11:36 am
Post by: TheImmortalRyukan on April 17, 2018, 07:40:07 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on April 17, 2018, 12:50:41 pm
Can't wait to see how the story progresses.
Post by: Cathar on April 18, 2018, 09:17:04 am
For the format we'll go for, in the immediate future, it will just be narrative and descriptive, because before we make a quite difficult choice (there will be one), we need to fully understand the situation - what exactly is Mong Kima and what is happening to it right now.
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/fc3e/f/2018/026/a/3/shores_of_hazelside__130_by_number_seventeen-dc190cb.jpg)
Back in the days
Last we heard of Luki, the captain of the Tetzobsha Second Reserve, she spawned a resistance force in the ruined city of Edetledir, summoning help from various factions – local criminals and bandits, dwarven mercenaries and travelling fighters. She successfully organizing them into a cohesive combat unit and fending off incursion from both the goblins of Osme and the elves from Wulemaapasi.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/54c2/f/2018/068/b/9/the_modest_castle_by_number_seventeen-dc5gefr.jpg)
After defeating three enemy incursions – one in 132, two in 135 – Edetledir proclaimed its independance from Mong Kima and became a refuge for sellswords and mercenaries. While the city may never recover its former glory, it is in the year 142 the main resistance node against the aggressive expansion of the Osme Empire, along with the knights of Thomocemir.
Then Luki disapeared without a trace. The city was given to the care of an Egapesor bard by the name of Lucmen, and manned by the former members of Luki's band, the ex Tetzobsha Second Reserve.
Seven years have pass. Things have changed drastically. Before, the war was mostly fought in the western shores and the central mountains, against the elves of Pilalene and the dwarves of Desorusol. Now, the forces of the kingdom were concentrated in the east of the interior sea, against the Empire of Osme. And despite the fire and fury of the eastern front, the inlands were now at peace.
The glory days of Tetzobsha and its heroes have passed, and have been replaced by the knights of Thomocemir, now covered in fame.
Luki was still alive, but was keenly aware that her own time had come and go. Sheoppened a small butcher stall in the village of Ulerdosla, in the deep south of MongKima,next to the southern sea, and has since then lived an unremarkable life.
However, when she heard of the final defeat of Odlug, the Dominant Scar, she decided to undertake the trip to see its remains for herself – part for curiosity, part for old time sakes. Besides, as Edetledir and Thomocemir were pretty close of each others, this would be the opportunity to meet her old times friends and companions again.
In a morning of summer 142, her decision was made ; she'd travel alone from her little village of Ulerdosla to Thomocemir.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/d363/f/2018/055/0/9/it_s_dawn_already_by_number_seventeen-dc44pgq.jpg)
Ulerdosla is one of the three holdings Mong Kima has in the Dune of Thunders – which is, due to its remoteness to the intense political strife of the rest of the kingdom and unlike its name suggests, a peaceful and growing place. Ulerdosla itself is one of the breathing lungs of the kingdom, sporting almost 130 souls – which is a lot for the current standards. It is cornered by two trading cities, Quenironmo in the north, Dasmirabe in the south.
Unlike the mainland, which is mostly agrarian and rural, the settlements in the Dune of Thunders are harbor cities and generate their revenues with mostly sea fishing and trading. They are also the gate to the yet unexplored Lands of Confining, which is almost an another world altogether.
A local landlord, Lord Tista of Dasmirabe, is himself married to a woman of these foreign lands, which indicates that travel between the Land of Oak and the Land of Confining, albeit limited, is very well a thing in those remote areas.
Leaving peaceful area – even for the time of a trip to the east, is not something that is done without consideration. Luki has been in the mainland for long enough to know what kind of dangers lie there. However, even if time had made her slower than she used to be, she was very confident she could undertake it.
She gathered her old gear, oxidized by the salty southern wind, then, before sunrise, was ready to travel once more.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c3d6/f/2018/056/e/b/it_s_dangerous_to_go_alone_by_number_seventeen-dc4agxs.jpg)
This is the first time in seven years she decided to take a trip like this ; probably thing had changed. Somehow, she hoped it was the case, as even tho she liked the calm of her unconsequential life in Ulerdosla, she was also missing her old adventuring life.
And so – against the advice of the villagers, she made her way into the Jungle of Shearing, first step in her two weeks walk.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/73a6/f/2018/056/f/f/mong_kima___cover_3_by_number_seventeen-dc4bj5v.jpg)
Post by: Imic on April 18, 2018, 09:44:02 am
Post by: Sir Knight on April 20, 2018, 02:46:23 pm
Post by: Haspen on April 20, 2018, 03:29:05 pm
next update when
Post by: Cathar on April 21, 2018, 08:53:50 am
(https://i.imgur.com/EzFfjtx.jpg)
However, should Mong Kima and Emepeaye ever walk the path of war, the southern elves would have the ability to totally lock the Dune of Thunder and operate an effective siege of the whole region, which makes good relations with them a matter of national security. Provocations southern elves is outright forbidden, and free commerce is encouraged in the region.
The last war against the golden elves happened some thirty six years ago, and was won thanks to the effort of a then heroic general, Lubbe Finbrush, who inflicted them consecutive defeats and forced a lasting peace with them in 106. Lubbe would meet her fate ten years later in the Kostupu massacre, trying to force peace with another elven kingdom.
Should war arise again, there is another path one could follow, in and out of the Dune of Thunder - through the north eastern hills. However this path is still savage, and strays far from civilization. Lone travellers could not find shelters along that road, and would often fall pray to darkness or to roaming predators. He would have to walk fast to the east, to join the town of Ulaocu, then follow the shore where civilization would be plentiful around the interior sea. This path is very hard to travel in, and nowadays is only accessed out of other options.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0d3c/f/2018/057/e/c/asking_for_directions_by_number_seventeen-dc4ebgk.jpg)
By comparison, the path through the Jungle of Shearing is a lot easier. The road is kept and maintained, and bridges cross all the rivers that dampen the forests. Luki asked for directions on multiple occasions - this is another benefit of good relations with elves : making up for her absolutely terrible sense of orientation.
"Don't take the road to the north" an elf said to her. "There are fights going on between elves and dwarves, further in the mountain. You don't want to be taken in the skirmishes"
That sure she didn't. Her fighting days were far, far behind her now, and she surely didn't want to meet her fate in a battle she had no concern for. She took the advice, and at the crossroad, decided she would follow the road to the east, walking at the base of the mountains without trying to cross them.
A few hours later, she had already left the jungle, and stopped for a while. She still had some time in front of her. Blessed is the country that doesn't need a hero, she thought. When the fighters are out of a job, it means everything goes well.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/342c/f/2018/058/f/9/there_s_no_rush_by_number_seventeen-dc4hwk2.jpg)
She then walked her path, following the mountain range at a reasonable distance. She crossed some hillocks, and when the sun was setting behind her, she had already crossed a long distance.
She decided she had done enough for the day and took refuge in the small hamlet of Nithrosinan, under Egapesor rule.
(https://i.imgur.com/2PfCh69.jpg)
Egapesor can be considered as Mong Kima's brother kingdom. All along history, they developped in the same areas, fought the same enemies, collaborated both in trade and in war. The wedding of Egapesor's young queen with a pearlite man, in 139, was only one of the signs of good will that were common between the two kingdoms.
It may seem somewhat peculiar for a royal family to seek spouses in other kingdoms in this era of constant warfare, but to Egapesor, even without its ties to Mong Kima, it was an usual practice. Egapesor having a larger population - but being weaker than Mong Kima both in the art of war and in technological terms, sought to expend their power through arranged weddings. As a result, their population is extremely cosmopolitan and shows the biggest variation in term of appearance of the Land of Oak, and maybe of the world.
Egapesor farmers willingly gave hospitality Luki for the night - an usual practice. No one is that hateful and cruel that they would doom a lone traveller to the darkness that lurks at night. She had not much to offer, but stories about the ancient heroes she knew and fought alongside with - but for them, it was enough.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ff08/f/2018/061/0/7/confederate_farmers_by_number_seventeen-dc4pacc.jpg)
Post by: Imic on April 21, 2018, 01:21:24 pm
Post by: Cathar on April 28, 2018, 03:38:06 pm
Those hills exert no attraction over anyone - its soil is improper for agriculture, does not bear enough water to allow vegetation to grow in the way it does to the western shore, and he clay ground and fragile rocks that lay under the dirt harbor neither metal nor gem - as a result, neither human, elves nor dwarves saw fit to colonize this area.
Civilization grew organically - it was rare, in 142, that a royal decree decided the construction of a village or of a fort - for most powers in Minbazkar, this was the prerogative of the kings vassals. Everyone understood that it would be less costly to wage war against their neighbours for the control of the more valuable piece of land than to try and transform the hills so they can sustain sentient life.
In retrospective, maybe paying the initial cost of irrigating the hills would be worth it - as long as the Dune of Thunder remains wild, the only practicable road linking the southern settlements to the rest of the kingdom can be closed on a whim not only by the elves of Emepeaye, but also, further in the mountain, by the dwarves of Nishthiz. And if the kingdom's relations were good, the war they currently waged on one another was pretty much preventing safe travel.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c15c/f/2018/061/8/1/random_encounter_by_number_seventeen-dc4roim.jpg)
If we can colonize the Enchanted Swamp, thought Luki, surely those sandy hills are not so big of a deal. Maybe she could interest the queen with such a project in the future.
It is not the lack of water that made this road hardly practicable, but to the contrary, it's overabundance With a lot of rivers and no bridge to cross any of them and no reliable map to navigate through the watery maze they formed,the travel is made much longer, and much harder - so much in fact, that she just found her way out of the hills when the sky turned red.
Far from human civilization and desperate for a shelter - as the darkness devours without trace the lone travellers after nightfall - she had no choice but to ask for asilum in a little dwarven hillock.
(https://i.imgur.com/Zq3Mgm7.png)
This dwarven equivalent of a small hamlet was inhabited by sky dwarves - or as they call themselves, dwarves of Desor Uzol. Those dwarves dress in blue and white, their symbol is an image with two clouds, and they have a habit of breading their facial hair, while they tie their hair in a ponytail. Desor Uzol and Mong Kima are still at war - an unpopular decision for which the great general Tis, dead a few years ago is blamed for. Testimonies from soldiers sent to lay siege on their fortress confirmed it was indeed a war of larceny - Tis finding no value in the dwarven holdings, preferring to impose a tribute upon them - tribute that was on multiple occasions contested in blood.
While the war cost the life of a great number of people in both sides, it also provided the kingdom with a steady income of weapon grade metals, of which they are always in short supply.
For half a decade however, no attack has been carried out by either camp, so much so that it can be said that the war unofficially ended. While a reignition of the conflict might still occur, men and dwarves now live in peace - waiting for their respective rulers to officialize the end of their conflict.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/8f40/f/2018/062/8/d/i_can_do_it_myself__by_number_seventeen-dc4ux23.jpg)
Luki would be granted shelter without any protest - if, of course, animosity and suspiscion still exist between pearlites and sky dwarves, it is not to the point either of them would refuse shelter from the darkness to a lone traveller.
She spent an unconfortable night in the hillocks, and would be ready to rejoin civilization by the morning.
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Guys, I'm super sorry it takes time, and there's not so much to discuss... I'm on a big project right now, this takes a lot of my time, and right now my main concern with Mong Kima is to set the universe, so people understand what is going on, how people relate to each others, and how the conflicts between different powers shape the landscape and the story to come. Be super assured I'm working on it, after this interlude chapter, there will be a bunch of events I have to cover. And when all of that is done, we'll resume fortress building.
Post by: Imic on April 28, 2018, 04:50:39 pm
Post by: Cathar on April 28, 2018, 06:45:23 pm
Post by: Glass on April 28, 2018, 08:24:42 pm
Just don't abandon it without telling us. :P
Post by: Sir Knight on April 29, 2018, 08:40:22 pm
Post by: Cathar on April 29, 2018, 08:58:03 pm
Post by: pikachu17 on May 09, 2018, 03:57:18 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 25, 2018, 10:00:28 am
There was some good and light hearted stuff happening, but the big event is...quite horrible to put it mildly.
But to make up for my (apparent) inactivity, have an improved version of the map, made from exported raws, and a quick chill picture of Idem, one of the knights of Thomocemir.
(https://pre00.deviantart.net/d614/th/pre/f/2018/145/9/c/maptemp_by_number_seventeen-dcchlow.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9dc0/f/2018/144/a/e/thomocemir__142_by_number_seventeen-dccelww.jpg)
Next (and last) update for that mini chapter this week end, probably tomorrow. When it's done, we move on to world events (that will take time, be warned), and we start the fortress after all that. Also (good and happy) stuff happened to the people of Watershield, and I'll tell you everything I have next update
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 25, 2018, 03:58:52 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 28, 2018, 06:48:54 am
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The rest of the travel was not as erratic as the first days. By following the hills that borders the interior sea, Luki could find pathways caravan dirt trails that would make for a decent road. Make-do was the master word of travels in the Land of Oak - under the suspiscious eye of the various elven tribes that inhabit the region, the forests she had to cross were mostly untouched by man and formed thick jungles in which the travellers had to learn to orient themselves in.
(https://i.imgur.com/3LDAGo8.jpg)
The nothern side of the interior sea especially was the dread of the kingdom's merchant guild - as it was not only plagued by the bandits of the Doomed Dells - that Luki herself pacified a decade ago, but who remain a regional wild card with unpredictible behavior, but also fell under the regional control of the elves of Wulemaapasi.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3106/f/2017/108/1/b/ceca_s_doomed_dells_by_number_seventeen-db6797y.jpg)
The bandits of the Doomed Dells are under the leadership of an elf by the name of Ceca and are comprised mostly of nothern goblins of the Asngek Stozu kingdom. They are understood to be loyal to their homeland, but relationship with Asngek Stozu is relatively peaceful. Since they are in a war to the death with the blue skinned goblins of Osme, Mong Kima sees them as objective allies in their conflict.
However, the watcheful elven eye of Wulemaapasi is not as omniscient as people make it to be. A lone traveller - or a small group of travellers - can, if they walk at a steady pace, cross their territory and go without a fight. When Luki undertook the task of crossing their forest, it was originally her plan.
However, as she walked through the woods, she saw two elves resting near a small pond. Those were unmistakably not Wulemaapasi elves - whose skin has shades of green and whose hairs are of the color of their tree's foliage. Copper skin, golden eyes and silver hairs - those were definitely Pilalene elves.
What could Pilalene elves do so remote from their own lands, far into the western coast, she had to find out. She sneaked behind them, and proceeded to a long interrogation.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/35e0/f/2018/064/a/a/surprize_quizz_by_number_seventeen-dc527ya.jpg)
Apparently, Pilalene sends its people on trips around the world quite regularly. Those two sworn they were on their way to their capitale of Weakenroots, and were not here to cause trouble. Their presence so close of pearlite settlements was a source of worry, but Luki decided it was no ground to exert violence upon them. But definitely, it was to keep in mind - the war was made inactive for a long time, but peace has still to be signed and there is no telling of what their leadership was planning.
Luki continued her travel through the forest. If she hurried, she could rejoin the cities of Edetledir in less than two days. After that, it would be only a short trip left to Thomocemir- her final destination.
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Meanwhile, in Thomocemir :
• Sirris, Donu and a mutual friend went on a trip to the southern settlements, following the exact same road as Luki did, in the opposite dirrection. Luki probably missed the group by a few days. They are currently in Opencraft, deep in the south. At their arrival, Sirris and her friend married.
• Duslud married a girl from Imic's regiment, a girl his age (15) called Nemen. She is the daughter of the farmer Rethi-eli, who died a few years ago, and the sister of Digo and Slada.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/b654/f/2018/147/d/7/autumn_142_by_number_seventeen-dccoaiu.jpg)
• Imic married a farmer by the name of Dacap. However it might not be a happy marriage since his wife is romantically involved with another man.
• Digo, Onget and Ser also decided to travel together and went to Tetzobsha in order to study.
Post by: Imic on May 28, 2018, 08:42:11 am
Takes notes
Post by: Asin on May 28, 2018, 10:07:37 am
Post by: Cathar on May 28, 2018, 11:33:28 am
• Idem, 18 years old, master axewoman, married to Erod
• Dengusa, 15 years old, metal crafter
• Uzu, 12 years old, swordman
• Enthep, 8 years old
• Are, 5 years old
• Issha, 2 years old
Asin himself is 31 years old. His wife died one or two years ago
Post by: Asin on May 28, 2018, 11:40:35 am
Post by: Cathar on May 28, 2018, 11:44:44 am
Spoiler: Real, true, unadultered spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: IndigoFenix on May 28, 2018, 01:14:52 pm
If you want to make an adventurer and record your adventures, we can do that aswell but I'll ask you to keep in close contact with me as relinquishing editorial control is not something I'll ever do again :D
This would definitely be advisable, and to be very specific about the kinds of events you like and those you don't like. I'm still not entirely sure exactly where your thoughts on my particular escapades went from "overall positive" to "shut the whole thing down". (The last chapter I guess was unplanned and thus kind of arbitrary, but that wasn't included in the upload anyway.)
Post by: Cathar on May 28, 2018, 04:06:28 pm
I don't think I'm in a position to criticize writing because that is not my art, so I can't really give good advices on the matter. What I do usually is I try walk around, try to find a good topic for a story, then do a mix of digging and watching things unfold, select the part that make the story understandable, and then romanticize the thing.
In your story, what I would have done would probably to have gone adventuring with the king for a little while so the hero could prove herself, putting the two characters in relation (one adventures because she wants to prove herself to her adoptive father, the other adventures because he litterally already accomplished everything else a man can accomplish already / + possible subplot with a father/daughter relationship emerging between the two) then center the story over the kingdom of Luhmong. A possible end would have been her becoming the advisor /hearthperson of his son. With hindsight that's what I would have done...
But it's hard for me to get more specific. It's not about winning at DF or killing the most people, it's about telling a story
Post by: IndigoFenix on May 28, 2018, 04:54:04 pm
The broad idea was for one of these goblins to work her way up, subtly guided by these evil powers who want to use her as a servant, but at the same time rebelling against this destiny, ultimately coming to Mong Kima and eventually perhaps helping in the battle against Lomoth, should the story ever reach that point.
I didn't want to spend too much time writing since you seem to like taking DF's text and giving character to the...characters, so I focused on making interesting in-game conversations instead.
Well, it doesn't matter. Perhaps this overall plot can be picked up by someone else.
Post by: Cathar on May 29, 2018, 08:18:44 am
Post by: Imic on May 29, 2018, 08:24:09 am
Post by: Sir Knight on May 29, 2018, 02:10:39 pm
Doing it properly takes far more effort than I'm used to - some 30-40 comic pages to make, and I've made 13 so far.
Don't burn yourself out. This all is supposed to be fun. Fun!
Speaking of which, this update was fun.
Post by: Megaman_zx on May 29, 2018, 04:37:01 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 30, 2018, 04:56:39 am
But in the meantime, every other similar thread in this forum died from heat death, MK is the only one of its generation to still be alive, and there are very good reasons for that (mostly, we go slowly and we have a plan).
I'm worried about working with others after the last attempt that crashed and burnt, so if someone wants to work with me I'll have to make sure they don't spin the wheel wildly as soon as it's in their hands.
So yeah that discussion was mostly a response to megaman. If you want to work with me, I'd be glad to find something for you to do, and I'll reward your efforts, but please do make sure this doesn't end up changing the nature of the universe we're building, stirring the story wildly off its tracks, destroying the world over its rebuilding capacity, and so on. Contact me by PM if you are interested, if you are not it is completely fine.
Also, yes ; recurring characters is one of the features that keep me going. Characters that have been in Watershield will still exist in the background of the next stories, they will still be alive doing their things, and can possibly influence the next fort, or the overall fate of the kingdom. Butterfly effect is a wonderful thing in DF
Post by: Imic on May 30, 2018, 05:54:46 am
I'll try to be more active in the future, and possibly think more about characters. The last one... Well...
Post by: Cathar on May 30, 2018, 06:45:14 am
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3d8c/f/2018/027/7/6/counter_raid_by_number_seventeen-dc1ejoz.jpg)
He's a character I'm waiting to see the legacy of. Hope he gets kids soon !
Post by: Imic on May 30, 2018, 07:44:06 am
Post by: Cathar on May 30, 2018, 08:16:08 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on May 30, 2018, 09:23:29 am
Small stories in the shadow of an immense war, rather than a booming, High fantasy legend of good vs. evil.
Why not both? All great epics have humble beginnings.
Post by: Cathar on May 30, 2018, 09:45:25 am
• That's not how we work
• I said so
End of discussion
Post by: IndigoFenix on May 30, 2018, 10:03:36 am
I will make no more suggestions. It's your story after all.
Post by: Imic on May 30, 2018, 01:47:56 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2018, 06:08:01 am
Post by: Imic on May 31, 2018, 07:12:08 am
Post by: Cathar on July 11, 2018, 03:43:48 pm
Spoiler: A bit of OOC stuff (click to show/hide)
In Minbazkar, Darkness has constantly been the lone traveller's worst enemy. Left alone after midnight, people disapear without traces. As for now, no one knows what happens of them, and scholar debate this topic to this day, without any clear consenssus on the matter. In the meantime, the hamlets and villages of the Land of Oak had to adapt to it, and developped an unspoken, unwritten law of hospitality. No matter the war or the racial tensions, travellers should always find shelters in the hamlets on their travels.
For this is, as far as we know, the bottom line in local geopolitics : friends may become foes and foes turn to friends, but the darkness will always be there - and for that reason, refusing hospitality is seen, accross the political board, as not only incredibly heartless, petty and selfish, but also as a sign of short sightedness - as a bad host is seen as abandonning a temporary foe to a timeless one.
In all bad, therefore, there's a bit of good. No matter how harsh and cruel the war between the people of the Land of Oak may become, travellers might always enjoy a night of shelter in the home of their enemy.
However, if the Darkness is the traveller's worst enemy, it is not the only one. As Luki soon discovered, the nothern shore of the interior sea was still a savage place that remained to be tamed. Soon after her encounter with Pilalene elves, she found herself attacked by a pack of hungry wolves.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/202b/f/2018/065/a/b/i_hope_i_still_got_it_by_number_seventeen-dc55ohd.jpg)
Wolves can be the death of any ill prepared warrior - Luki however, was in her younger days, the captain of Tetzobsha famous second reserve. Some time ago, she wouldn't even blink to a confrontation like this... but it was twelve years since the last time she fought, in the vicinity of Edetledir.
This time, she managed to pull herself from the situation without a scratch, and routed the animals. But that quick confrontation reminded her of the ill effects of passing times. Clearly, she wasn't as quick as she was before, and her glorious day wouldn't come back anymore at this point.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e708/f/2017/110/0/6/the_hero_of_the_realm_by_number_seventeen-db6ibq4.jpg)
Twelve years ago
After dwelling upon that realization for a couple of minutes - just the time to regain her breath, she resumed her travel.
It was early in the afternoon when Luki saw the castle of Edetledir appear in the distance. Which would mean she had bypast the royal manor of Asuciro. Earlier in her life, she would probably feel confident in paying a visit to the Queen Uzu - as the prowesses of her team made her quite difficult to ignore, but today, she was a nobody. In Edetledir, at least she hoped, people would still remember her.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/54c2/f/2018/068/b/9/the_modest_castle_by_number_seventeen-dc5gefr.jpg)
Edetledir was a ghost town, as it was since 130. People fled in droves after a furious attack of the elves of Wulemaapasi, and the local government set itself to exile. This is in this context that the second reserve could find a place they could call their own in the castle. To this day, only two places in the city were still hosting sentient life : the castle, hosting the soldiers of the second reserve, and the the inn, in which mercenaries often come to enlist before a battle against Wulemaapasi or Osme- its two current enemies.
As she approached the castle, she was greeted by one of her former comrades in arms, namely Zefon Daggermatch, a sky dwarf whose sword skills would preceed.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/0b26/f/2018/069/0/3/sky_dwarf_duellist_by_number_seventeen-dc5gwc3.jpg)
Zefon was 65 years old at this point. He had a bunch of grandchildren back in his moutainhome, but ever since the Second Reserve elected residence in Edetledir, he decided to stay.
Twelve years ago, Zefon accompanied the regiment as a footsoldier and participated in most of their battles. However, after a protracted fight against one of the very numberous gangs of the western subcontinent, he was separated from the group and had to wander on his own.
It was during that time that he was singled out by an officer of the Doomed Dells, a Bomrek-Laltur dwarf by the name of Erith Sibrekineth, expert hammerman, and challenged to a duel to the death.
Both dwarves were martial experts - but Zefon turned out victorious. After the death of Erith, negociations were carried out with the Doomed Dells and they would eventually join the second reserve in their attempt to rebuild the eastern shore.
Zefon was a bit surprized to see Luki again - everyone thought she'd have die when she suddently disapear in winter 130 - but she had a face that was quite hard to forget, even with age dragging her traits and whitening her copper hair.
Inside the castle, everyone was still here.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e897/f/2018/073/9/1/old_girls_by_number_seventeen-dc5w6gi.jpg)
Lucmen, the bard who led the defense of Edetledir against the elves from Wulemaapasi was now the lady of the castle. Jal, the criminal Luki dragged out of the sewers at the time, was now her heartperson, and Fath, another bandit officer from the Doomed Dells, became her personal bodyguard.
Twelve years without seing each other left the ladies with a lot to speak about, and they spent the following hours drinking and remembering the good old days, when bandits and local rivalries were the worst problem to blight the region.
However in that picture, someone was clearly missing.
"Hold on, where's my Gorlak ?" Luki asked, suddently stroke by that realization. "I thought Waka-Waka was still here?"
"Oh yeah, Waka-waka" Fath answered. "I saw him gearing up this morning. He mentionned business in his hometown - he bid us all farewell already"
Luki bursted into the streets of Edetledir like she was twenty years old again, Jal and Zefon on her tail. No way she would allow her Gorlak to leave without saying goodbye. She knew him well enough to know he couldn't have gone very far on his two tiny legs, and had good hopes of finding him, rolling somewhere in a corner of the town.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/c612/f/2018/074/d/a/where_are_you_going____by_number_seventeen-dc60by6.jpg)
Of course he couldn't have run very far. He was still in the vicinity of the city when she finally found him, his goldenrod skin, a mystery of evolution, contrasting furiously with the environment.
'Hey ! Waka-Waka ! I found you !
- Ah SHIT
- I missed you so much ! Ten years ! It's amazing you're still alive !
- Yeah, but I have some stuff to settle at home, so I'll be going right now
- You can't go right now ! I just arrived !
- To be honnest with you I hoped to leave before you arrive
- But I have so many unanswered questions !
- Ah.. Ask away, at this point. What do you want to know?
- If you trip on top of a mountain, how do you stop before you reach sea level?
- AH F*CK. You haven't changed in ten years ! I'm out !"
It would take Luki a bit of convincing before she could learn why the hell her gorlak was leaving - as she knew that deep down, it was probably not only to avoid her.
Post by: Haspen on July 11, 2018, 03:51:20 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 11, 2018, 03:53:39 pm
But unfortunately he's one of the four civilized gorlaks in the entire world so it might be hard
Post by: Imic on July 12, 2018, 01:35:25 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 12, 2018, 01:58:58 pm
I wish so much I could find a female gorlak, marry them and have a bunch of baby gorlaks :c
But unfortunately he's one of the four civilized gorlaks in the entire world so it might be hard
LOLOLOL
Great to see the story continuing, and this mystery project sounds really cool as well. I hope you share it with us when you're done.
Post by: Sir Knight on July 12, 2018, 04:36:21 pm
Post by: Haspen on July 12, 2018, 04:42:00 pm
But unfortunately he's one of the four civilized gorlaks in the entire world so it might be hard
His new quest....
Adventure hard.
Assemble the Gorlaks.
Defeat the Primal Evil.
Post by: Imic on July 12, 2018, 05:50:29 pm
Profit?But unfortunately he's one of the four civilized gorlaks in the entire world so it might be hard
His new quest....
Adventure hard.
Assemble the Gorlaks.
Defeat the Primal Evil.
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2018, 03:53:55 pm
Alright, let's conclude our little trip now, so we can start the next one in the immediate future.
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After convincing Waka-waka by dragging him by the backpack, Luki decided to have a drink with him. Jal, too, decided to tag along. The sudden departure of their old friend was a bit suspiscious, and the two women wanted to know more.
The bread of dumpling, the local tavern, had no owner for twelve years, but remained a rally point for mercenaries and travellers of the region. Its stocks of alcohol and food had been emptied a long time ago, but the structure remained, the chairs are still in place the beds were still in good shape. For most travellers of the region, this was enough to make of the city of Edetledir a stepping stones during their travels.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/56c1/f/2018/075/7/f/comrades_once_again_by_number_seventeen-dc63wha.jpg)
Around mugs of blueberry wine taken from the city warehouse, Waka-waka explained his problem.
He never really opened about it before, but he always was a citizen of the dwarven kingdom of Lålrigoth and most specifically the fortress of Thabostlor, in the south easten mountain range. For a long time - most of his life really, he never made a big deal of it, as times were calm and the kingdom prosperous. As the opportunities to shine, when one is but a gorlak in a dwarven kingdom, are few and far between, he decided to become a monster slayer and spent eight years travelling from place to place in order to prove himself to his dwarven brethen.
(https://i.imgur.com/vz2MQT4.jpg)
However as glory was seemingly unatteinable all by himself, he joined the Second Reserve in 130, hoping this was his call. His contributions to the overall party was... not as great as he expected, but for the first time in his life, he could feel proud of himself. Hunting Moon Horrors, necromancers and dragons, that would show the dwarves of Lålrigoth, that's for sure.
When the second reserve settled in Edetledir, he decided to stay aswell. The ghost town was under siege, and the ensuing battles would provide him with the opportunity to shine he was looking for.
That was in very brief terms the story of the last twenty years of his life.
However, lately, he received some dire news from his hometown. Thabostlor had been under attack by the Osmestobûb empire. Its sister fortresses had fallen in the area, and Thabostlor itself sustained a large attack that left its military crippled. Only by a hair they managed to defeat the invading force, and would likely fall on the next attack.
That is why Waka-waka decided to terminate his contract with Edetledir and rush to the defense of his hometown. During his years of adventuring, he became somewhat of a good fighter, and if he had to die in battle, he would prefer it to be on the walls of his home fortress.
Neither Luki nor Jal decided to interfere with his plan. Requesting his help further to defend Edetledir, as Thabostlor was under heavier attack, would have been selfish to begin with.
However, Luki was still determined to undertake her trip to Thomocemir, and since the travel to Thabostlor followed a common road for a few walking hours, she decided to go with him.
Waka-waka protested but there was no escaping. Moreover, it was only a matter of hours before he could get rid of her for good.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/bf0d/f/2018/077/9/a/the_crossroad_by_number_seventeen-dc6ay9m.jpg)
They walked in silence down the dirt road, and into the wilderness. Their small trip took them some three hours, before they would arrive to the crossroad. From this point on, Thomocemir was to the east, Lålrigoth to the south.
"You can turn this map upside down as much as you like and keep pretending we're lost, we know exactly where we are, said the Gorlak as Luki was visibly struggling with her map.
- Nonono, doesn't make sense. We're totally lost.
- Luki it's written here. There. Right in front of you. Thomocemir is this way. To Lålrigoth kingdom, I got to cross Egapesor's territory and keep following the road to the east. See ? We know exactly where we are.
- I don't believe it
- You don't believe what ?
- Look that crossroad sign is suspiscious. What if it's an Osme's plot to lose us?
- ...Just repeat what you said but this time listen to yourself
- Okay maybe that's far fetch but it's not beyond the realm of possibility is it?
- Osme would not learn to write a human language, pass by Thomocemir and just plant a fake sign to lose random travellers. It's stupid
- But Osme are not very bright to begin with ! I'm sure they could
- I'm telling you, I lived here for twelve years. I know this place. Thomocemir is down that road. You just have to follow it, then you'll find copper walls. And bam,you're there. It's not a long trip.
- But what if I get lost?
- Even you can't get lost in a straight line, Luki ! Just follow the damn road !
- And what about you? You'll disapear into the night if you go alone
- Ah, don't worry about me, I have my trip planned and theres villages everywhere in the south.
- Well that won't do
- What won't do ?
- It's already sunset, if you go alone you might get lost at night, and you'll be good as dead !
- Luki, I can read a map and I know where I'm going. If you stop making me waste my time I'll have a wide margin.
- Okay I made a decision !
- You what
- We're going to camp here tonight, and we'll go our ways at dawn, okay ?"
And there it was settled, inspite of Waka-waka's protests. They established a camp near the crossroad sign, and spent the night drinking before passing out, like old battle comrades they were.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ddcc/f/2018/082/4/0/night_s_quiet_by_number_seventeen-dc6qq7g.jpg)
There's not much more to be said about that. When the morning came, they bid each other farewell, and went their respective ways. Luki was adament about her fighting days being over - after her trip to Thomocemir, she would find a job as a butcher in a village in the countryside, and forget about her glorious days of year 130.
Waka-waka marched toward Thabostlor with determination - to him, the war against the Osme empire was just about to begin.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/73a6/f/2018/056/f/f/mong_kima___cover_3_by_number_seventeen-dc4bj5v.jpg)
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And that concludes our little exploratory trip in the world of Minbazkar for now. I know there was barely some action, but I wanted to draw and tell a chill story before everything goes to absolute hell as it always does in DF, and this story will be no exception.
Tomorrow I'll present the little project I've been working on this last months o/
Post by: Imic on July 15, 2018, 01:58:22 pm
That last scene in the forest was beautiful. Thank you for doing this, Cathar.
Post by: Cathar on July 15, 2018, 02:05:02 pm
I hope you guys are ready for the massive "screw everything" update of autumn 142
Post by: Imic on July 15, 2018, 05:08:18 pm
My pleasure really :')Oh no.
I hope you guys are ready for the massive "screw everything" update of autumn 142
Post by: Cathar on July 17, 2018, 04:45:22 pm
OK that took me a long long time and it's far to be finished, but...well. It will one day.
Current map
(WIP but important information all there)
(https://pre00.deviantart.net/dbd2/th/pre/i/2018/198/0/1/map_by_number_seventeen-dchihdt.png)
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Tetzobsha (Brokenbronze) is the first real fortress made by the Nation of Pearls, and was funded in 125.
Altho it relied on experimental and now vastly outdated technology, it is still considered to be the father of all pearlite fortresses, and its success in keeping order in the western subcontinent is what inspired Queen Uzu to order the fundation of Thomocemir, five years later.
This is where the earliest soldiers of the country were trained, but altho where the architectural style of the whole country started to bloom.
Even if now Tetzobsha is an aging fortress, widely surpassed in technology and defensive power by Thomocemir, it remains the sturdier stronghold and has been tasked, for 17 years, to insure the security of all the pearlite settlements in the western side of the Land of Oak. And this is where our story begins.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/759f/f/2018/103/2/3/the_universal_dream___cover_by_number_seventeen-dc8qkk8.jpg)
11 September 142 at Tetzobsha
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qidys3kOJ9s)
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As the attack took place in autumn, there would be a long time before officials from the kingdoms would notice Tetzobsha had gone silent.
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/b33e/f/2018/189/0/9/mong_kima___cover_4_1_by_number_seventeen-dcgo774.jpg)
Six days earlier, 5 September 142, north of the central settlements
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zJq6_Fjerw)
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/655c/f/2018/108/8/b/the_vultures___2_by_number_seventeen-dc96t6q.jpg)
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The central settlements always had been a prime target for bandits, especially deserters from Osme Empire. Until 130, where troops from Tetzobsha were sent and thinned heavily their ranks, this area was among the most insecure places in the kingdom.
Defeated bandits, however, left a lot of stashed loot everywhere in the north of the settlements. However shunned, the profession of looter suddently became a viable one for the local farmers.
6 September 142, Lehmuhqihu, central settlements
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/3d77/f/2018/120/8/3/point_of_no_return___2_by_number_seventeen-dcab4r1.jpg)
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7KkitOhppY)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/b82d/f/2018/125/5/8/point_of_no_return___3_by_number_seventeen-dcap1wr.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5f68/f/2018/131/2/1/point_of_no_return___4_by_number_seventeen-dcb8ud8.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/682d/f/2018/141/7/b/point_of_no_return___5_by_number_seventeen-dcc4qbi.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/6279/f/2018/149/e/1/point_of_no_return___6_by_number_seventeen-dccwhm6.jpg)
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ddc2/f/2018/157/8/d/point_of_no_return___8_by_number_seventeen-dcdmzpp.jpg)
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vYMxFWrPb34)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/d909/f/2018/168/2/e/lord_ulet_of_lemhuhqihu___1_by_number_seventeen-dce05k7.jpg)
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/2784/f/2018/168/6/6/lord_ulet_of_lemhuhqihu___2_by_number_seventeen-dcehkzc.jpg)
Lady Gisu and her husband, Lord consort Ulet, are the landlords of Lemhuhqihu, and are quite a peculiar bunch.
Lord Ulet, specifically, had been a bounty hunter for his younger years, hunting down criminals that would infect the southern cities.
He married Gisu during his travels, in 107 and soon after had their first child, but the man didn't stopped his profession as a hunter.
Two years later, in 109, he challenged a bandit leader, axeman called Hustra, who had already claimed the lives of two previous hunters sent against him. The two men fought for a long time, and Ulet cut one of his hands during the fight.
However, Ulet was defeated and had to retreat - but the wound he inflicted to his foe would later lead to his capture and execution, in 113.
The same year, they had a second child, that history will remember, as he would grow to become the sword teacher of Thomocemir, and be known as "Captain Thrathnu"
Gisu became the lady of Lemhuhqihu in 117, replacing the previous lord Thur, who died the year prior in the battle of Kostupu.
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZCjar70iOk)
7 September 142, Gicastenna, central settlements
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(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e8b1/f/2018/184/d/7/epilogue___1_by_number_seventeen-dcg5djm.jpg)
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Post by: Imic on July 18, 2018, 02:31:47 am
Post by: Cathar on July 18, 2018, 02:46:26 am
I hope you guys appreciate the format tho.
Post by: Imic on July 18, 2018, 03:36:27 am
Post by: Wolfhunter107 on July 18, 2018, 06:14:57 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 18, 2018, 01:08:38 pm
Do you have a roadmap/ideas for the next stories?
Post by: Cathar on July 18, 2018, 04:57:47 pm
As plans are concerned, the project should do 100-ish pages. More or less. I can't really draw a satisfying comic on an important event under 20 pages, and I have three happenings I want to tell. After that, it's free for all, the story as I played it stops at the new year 143
Post by: Sir Knight on July 19, 2018, 04:49:04 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 19, 2018, 04:53:51 pm
Post by: Basil ii on July 21, 2018, 01:00:01 am
Yep, 25 pages. This is litterally a comic book :') And it's not done yetthank you cathar for the quality of your work.
Post by: Cathar on July 21, 2018, 02:55:40 pm
Next update in... a few months (sorry)
Post by: Basil ii on July 22, 2018, 01:10:46 am
My pleasure, it helps me to improve so I'm getting something out of that exercice ^^its okay as long as you don’t burn yourself out
Next update in... a few months (sorry)
Post by: Cathar on July 22, 2018, 02:51:27 am
Spoiler: A general remark (click to show/hide)
Post by: TD1 on July 22, 2018, 06:14:26 am
Post by: Shalax on August 10, 2018, 03:20:17 pm
Post by: Cathar on August 10, 2018, 04:54:06 pm
The islands, you mean the southern continents? That might need to take the backseat for an extended period of time, as the country is more and more locked into a war for its survival. But yeah, the little we saw about them was really interesting (with their mercenary king and their hordes of night creatures), so in the (far) future we'll have people explore those parts and establish diplomatic relations with the locals. I'm a bit worried about opening a new front with the local goblins tho, but we'll see : first we need to finish our wars at home
Post by: Shalax on August 10, 2018, 05:23:20 pm
Oh thank you :') I'm just a second grade artist who gets attached to characters easily and wants to record everything...But I'm very happy if you enjoyed the read ! This is not dead, I'm still working on it. When I'm done with the comic, we'll probably start a new fortressIf i wasn't so hopeless at learning how to dorf, I'd offer to try and set up a fort there on my own and report how I do. I do love island forts, but then again, my usual playstyle is to seal off caves whenever i encounter them in any game and just dig my own way
The islands, you mean the southern continents? That might need to take the backseat for an extended period of time, as the country is more and more locked into a war for its survival. But yeah, the little we saw about them was really interesting (with their mercenary king and their hordes of night creatures), so in the (far) future we'll have people explore those parts and establish diplomatic relations with the locals. I'm a bit worried about opening a new front with the local goblins tho, but we'll see : first we need to finish our wars at home
Edit: Ignore me. I ramble. Sorry
Post by: Cathar on August 10, 2018, 10:05:14 pm
I don't share the save around because it does not produce satisfying results to me (or at least, not now), but if you want to get involved in a community effort you can join the "populate the earth" thread, this is essencially the same thing but with one familiar map.
One of my goal was to try and show that a normal, absolutely mundane world generated in dwarf fortress has some magic in it, provided one tries to look for it. There is absolutely nothing special about my world, really. If I could demonstrate that at least to some people, I'm very happy
Post by: Cathar on October 16, 2018, 04:23:52 pm
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Despite the skirmish against Xupgasbodod gang and similar low scale conflicts, the central settlements are relatively isolated from the tumult that strikes both sides of the kingdom. While seemingly caught between a rock and a hard place, between the elven kingdom of Pilalene fighting against the fort of Tetzobsha and the empire of Osme invading the whole eastern region and only suffering defeat by the hands of the knights of Thomocemir, the farmlands to the west of the interior sea were left totally untouched by the war.
Life went on as usual and should a man walk in the streets of Lemhuhqihu in this fall of year 142, he would never have guessed that the kingdom of Kima was fighting, in this very moment, the worst wars of its history.
Altho for Islas, that confrontation with the goblins of Xupgasbodod was a kind of a revelation. Until now, he was quite content with looting the camps that were abandonned as a result of the massive repression from Tetzobsha, which happened in year 130. But as the goods of those camps started to run dry, and now conscient of his personal skills, the man decided to follow a lead and move on more dangerous target.
In year 141, during the expansion of the Osme Empire, the dwarven city of Vucartogum - of the dwarven kingdom of Kodsakzul, an ally of Mong Kima- was lay down in ruins. Dwarves were already renowed for their craftmanship and more importantly, for their iron whose price per pound was higher than gold. With dwarven artefacts in hand, Islas would never have to worry about poverty anymore in the village of Lemhuhqihu.
September 13 of year 143, he left Lemhuhqihu once again to start his journey alongside the shores of the interior sea.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/f02d/f/2018/289/d/7/mong_kima___cover_4_2_by_number_seventeen-dcplo7b.jpg)
As we saw earlier while following Luki, as she was travelling along the same path, there are no human town on the hilly landscapes of the northern shore, as the territory is occupied by the -somewhat- peaceful dwarves of Dezor Uzol, colloquially nicknamed "sky dwarves" for their blue clothes and their flag representing two clouds.
(https://orig00.deviantart.net/ec2a/f/2018/192/b/1/erith_the_other___1_by_number_seventeen-dcgyu2p.jpg)
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Relationship between the kingdom of Kima and the kingdom of Dezor Uzol had always been tense, especially since the marshall Tis (Ino has mercy on his soul) declared that the sky dwarves would have to pay tribute in metal, and send armed perceptors to collect it, often resulting in violent fights, and sometimes in all out battles. Since the old marshall died, the situation seems to stabilize, but animosity remains between the two kingdoms.
Luckily, drunken dwarves do not have long term memory.
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"Luckily" is of course a figure of speech.
Erith was a kind of a dwarf that would litterally never stop talking. Even tho he spent the best part of his 66 years drinking in the mound, and could sum up his whole life in about two sentences, he never seemed to come short of stories to tell, of values to argue about or anecdotes to complain about.
Islas was, at this point, not used to talk a lot. He tried to act dismissively, and Erith would not be deterred. One conversation was not even closed that he would initiate another one, and the looter was trapped between a feeling of surprize and extreme irritation.
However, as he saw the value of a companion, more against the darkness lurking at night than for the conversation, he decided to go with it for the time being. They walked together a couple of days, and soon arrived to Asuciro castle, property of Lady Dilol and temporary home of the royal court.
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The girl with the red hairs, unbeknown to him and with absolutely no distinctive marks of her function, was actually the new general of the kingdom since Tis' death - Ener, Zothoabo's sister.
Uquur in the other hand, was a celebrity in the kingdom. Trained by Commander Stipoth of Tetzobsha, and went on to form, under the leadership of Pathril Omaaloc, the knights of Thomocemir, she was now at the head of the guild of traders of the nation of pearl.
Under the rule of Queen Uzu, the two women were at the center of the military and economic power of the country.
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(Franckly I don't know why this happened, but it happened... Uquur didn't killed either Erith nor Islas. Erith and the dog just...went at each other)
After....that happened, the rag tag team of two continued its journey toward the underground city of Vucartogum. Osme was known to destroy everything in its path like a band of hungry locusts, so it stood to reason the conquered dwarven city would be nothing more, two years after its conquest, than a pile of abandonned ruins.
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The opposite was true. Vucartogum was extremely lively, its market full and it's aboveground tavern occupied...and apparently, it's militia even had time to reconstitute itself into a sizeable force.
Islas was prepared for the worse, and the worse pretty much happened.
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A couple bodies hit the floor. Luckily for the two travellers, the militia was not manned by real soldiers and they managed to escape alive. Vucartogum would not be looted today, and its riches will remain in the hands of the Osme Empire.
But more importantly, they had a sight into a fortress controlled by the empire, and what they discovered was very far from what they were expecting. They imagined dead bodies and a desolated city, and it turned out that under Osme rule, business went as usual for its population.
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Empty handed, they would have to report and assess their next move. Erith arm was the most urgent priority ; and thanks Ino, the nearest pearlite city was actually famed, among other things, for its hospital.
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And that is it for now. We're halway through my hiatus, I have some two three events I want to cover still. We're hitting watershield again next update and I want a "slice of life" segment, so if any of the previously dorfed people wants to cameo or do some small action, suggestions are open.
And when the story finally ends (in spring 143), we'll start a new fort and resume the usual activity
Post by: Haspen on October 17, 2018, 02:45:12 am
That dwarf got his story tropes right, someone should introduce him to visual novels :P
Post by: Cathar on October 17, 2018, 06:35:31 am
"You are stranded with skinny tall people in a swamp fort whose walls are made of rusting copper, and where children are born without beard. Can you survive the hard life in the marshes and find true love ?" Perfect pitch for a DF dating sim
Also without too much spoilers, I'll need Haspen to appear in chapter 3, as he will become critically important in chapter 4, so if you have any suggestions or ideas, go wild
Post by: Haspen on October 17, 2018, 06:54:38 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on October 17, 2018, 12:53:48 pm
Post by: Imic on October 17, 2018, 03:40:53 pm
In fact, I love everything. I can’t believe the amoutn of detail put into this. Thank you Cathar, thank you.
Post by: Cathar on October 17, 2018, 04:02:40 pm
I love the art of the Hillock. I love the art of the fortress, too. I really like Erith, too. He’s a bit of a lancer to Islas.
In fact, I love everything. I can’t believe the amoutn of detail put into this. Thank you Cathar, thank you.
If you guys like this, it's reward enough for me. Thanks a lot for reading !
He got even fatter because all the bookkeeping increase means he had to stay at the desk (and take meals there) much, much more often ;v
So, I checked on Haspen, and ehm...Looks like he went to the threadmill because he lost some serious fat. But I'll have a meal-at-home scene, probably will open the next chapter on it
let me know if anything happens with Zothoabo or the surviving members of his family. Loving the comic so far.
Well, Donu started to travel, Duslud married, Zhoto is still trying to heal people. And we're bringing a wounded dwarf so he'll appear for sure. Nothing of note really happened, but as soon as some does, I'll tell you for sure
Also I took the liberty to redraw some concept art for the next episode, since some character have aged, and they all re-geared since I retired the fort. More on the way, as I want to chill a bit before attacking the next 25 pages
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(Ghorax being Haspen's elder daughter)
Post by: Haspen on October 17, 2018, 04:25:40 pm
Obvs, someone in charge got clonked in the head and their duties were delegated elsewhere, for my guy sure looks more bossy than I remember o:
Post by: Cathar on October 17, 2018, 04:31:00 pm
And yeah. Leopard skin. Probably comes from the war in the west against Pilalene who uses Leos in battle
Post by: Haspen on October 17, 2018, 04:39:36 pm
Get to drawing, I wanna see it! :3
Post by: Imic on October 18, 2018, 01:34:15 am
Post by: IndigoFenix on October 18, 2018, 09:43:45 am
Ah, classic Dwarf Fortress adventuring companions.
Nice artwork as always, and glad to see some progress being made in the story and overall worldbuilding.
Post by: Cathar on October 18, 2018, 10:07:00 am
Why did anything happened I have legit no idea
Post by: Lord_lemonpie on October 19, 2018, 05:11:07 am
How has Leman been doing?
Post by: Cathar on October 19, 2018, 10:07:08 am
He's now a friend of Lastret the scribe, Elder Jalew and Prince Ryukan, and is extremely popular among farmers.
I will unretire the fort for an extremely short period of time because there are some stuff that need fixing (soldiers will not equip artefact weapons and I need the fort to be able to defend itself) so if you need anything to be done, please say so
Also thanks a lot for your compliments. I'm very happy you enjoyed my little stories. I'll continue to improve for sure !
Post by: Sir Knight on October 20, 2018, 02:13:17 am
And it was a good read, with mysterious dog murder to boot.
let me know if anything happens with Zothoabo or the surviving members of his family. Loving the comic so far.
Well, Donu started to travel, Duslud married, Zhoto is still trying to heal people. And we're bringing a wounded dwarf so he'll appear for sure. Nothing of note really happened, but as soon as some does, I'll tell you for sure
Oh, that's right, fort life continues in detail (more than it used to) while the player is away adventuring! Has Dengusa, I dunno, developed a line of masterwork metal toys?
Post by: Cathar on October 20, 2018, 06:57:24 am
As for Dengusa, I'm afraid his line of toys will have to wait, as the Riverguard needs his talents to produce weapons of war. However two things about him :
• I really hope he'll migrate to the next fort, because training a smith is really expensive, and I like the character
• If it's not obvious by now, every sub-chapter is focused on one companion of Islas. And the next in line happens to be Dengusa's little brother. So, story time involving his family soon !
On an unrelated note, I checked out other webcomic about DF... and most of them seem to stop around page 6 to 20. We're around 300 as it stands. I believe we're breaking some kind of record. I think Likot's story has even more, but number two is fine by me.
And for details...well. There's not two ways about it ; if I want to improve I need to push myself, and this comic is meant to do just that, so the next fort will be all around better than Watershield :)
Post by: Sir Knight on October 20, 2018, 10:21:24 pm
As for Dengusa, I'm afraid his line of toys will have to wait, as the Riverguard needs his talents to produce weapons of war. However two things about him :
• I really hope he'll migrate to the next fort, because training a smith is really expensive, and I like the character
• If it's not obvious by now, every sub-chapter is focused on one companion of Islas. And the next in line happens to be Dengusa's little brother. So, story time involving his family soon !
Aww, family time! I had checked and was reminded that the younger siblings are Uzu (swordman), Enthep, Are, and Issha. I can't remember if we ever saw them do anything before, but Uzu already having military training is a good sign. I look forward to it! (Erm, whenever you have the time to draw your massively-detailed comicbook-level updates.)
Post by: Cathar on February 28, 2019, 10:18:14 pm
Spoiler: About my inactivity (click to show/hide)
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Since we left Thomocemir, nothing much has changed. The copper fortress still stands, manned by its knights, between the Empire of Osme and the Kingdom of Kima, and this is where we're taking our story.
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Before joining the fort of Thomocemir, Imic has been a soldier in Tetzobsha, between the year 130 and 133, where he was part of the First Reserve Regiment, under the supervision of sir Edi Escumi. That same Edi would be at the origin of a campaign of repression of banditism around this period - that is when he met a very young Islas for the first time, under very unfavourable circumstances.
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Days past, then weeks. Soon, winter arrived. The microclimate in the enchanted swamp made so temperature never really go down ; water do not freeze and it almost never snows. Winter in Thomocemir would be very soft, if not for the almost constant rain.
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I'll add a little map here a bit later ; Bugikawe is a lakeside city, located one walking day to the north of Thomocemir. It is technically not part of the kingdom of Kima, however, Sula, the blue-haired kid, was married to a foreign girl of noble blood, and decided to move at her place. However, Sula himself was a poor soul and had to rely on charity to travel from place to place.
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Twilight monsters are night creatures, usually living far north. Despite having no skin whatsoever, they seem to prefer cold climates. Onol - that was the name of this particular one - moved south with the winter in order to hunt.
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Onol was older than recorded history. He once was a dwarf from Bomrek-Laltur, northern dwarven kingdom uncharacteristically accepting of goblins, where he was working as a humble fisherman. One day, in year 2 of our calendar, he was captured by a twilight monster, and transformed into the monster he is now. For more than 140 years, Onol would hunt and scavenge the nothern frozen wastes in search of preys to feed his new monstruous, and always expending family. It is unknown if the monster kept memories of his former life -but what we know is that, in winter 142, he was finally liberated from his curse.
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Ato was a foreign lady of Amegil ethnicity. Altho they look like pearlites at first glance, their eyes have deeper colors - the kingdom of Amegil is renowned, among other things, for their use of giant wrens as mounts for warfare. They kingdom is located at the northeast of Mong Kima, and extends to the frozen wastelands.
Xaki, the other lady, was unmistakably a denizen of Dencothgil, another northern kingdom. While not much is know about them, they only travel deep south to sell their talents as fighters, fighting especially elves wherever they have the chance. Over the time, this tradition gave them a solid reputation of elf hunters - as most Dencothi met in those part of the world fit that description. More research on Dencothgil and its denizen is warranted.
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And as soon as the snowstorm would stop, the group would be on the road again, travelling westward to the borderfort of Tetzobsha
Post by: TD1 on March 01, 2019, 06:29:41 am
Post by: MadMonkey on March 01, 2019, 06:19:05 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on March 01, 2019, 11:32:36 pm
I looked up what had been said about Uzu before. Seems to be some gender confusion across the history of posts. Well, that works.
Also, let me note again how amazing the art is. I'd say you are taking the necessary time to create what you want to create; it doesn't seem slow (for 25-or-so pages). I'm noticing an increased prevalence of broad cloaks; is that intentional and based on context, or are you perhaps shifting over time toward drawing characters as filling more horizontal space?
Post by: Cathar on March 03, 2019, 03:32:08 am
As for the green stuff, it is indeed green glass. Because when I build Thomocemir with an pierce proof aquifer, glass was my poor man's stone... I have no idea how they can build structures and workshops out of glass, but those are the laws of physics in DF so I'm depicting them as such.
For the blue flames, that's real world chemistry however. Incandescent copper makes blue flames. Blue (and green) fireworks are made of copper compounds to this day.
For Uzu, he's a 12 years old boy that is 100% sure, but there may be some confusion with another character of similar name, Queen Usu, ruler of Mong Kima. Maybe that's where the confusion stems from?
And lastly, for the cloacks, that's some DF stuff. When I was playing in fort mode, soldiers where wearing armors and nothing else, but after retiring the fort, they decided to incorporate some cloth into their gear, mostly hoods and cloacks
Post by: Splint on March 21, 2019, 03:23:06 am
And for the love of all that is holy Cathar, it's "cloak" not "cloack"
Post by: Cathar on March 21, 2019, 10:37:18 pm
<_<
Glad to see you here tho ^^ We're nearly done with that comic. I'm a bit excited to start the next fortress
Post by: Nautilus on March 29, 2019, 03:11:24 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 30, 2019, 02:19:29 am
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2019, 12:24:22 pm
So have those last 25 pages of little history, then we'll go back to the big, real, uppercase History.
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All things considered, the wars between the Empire of Osme and the mortal populations is but a recent trend. Before the war of year 133 between Mong Kima and Osmestobûb, actually, the Empire had no interest in expending toward the west. To the contrary, its eyes were steadily set to the north, on the rival empire of Ansgek.
Even to this day, if local warlords are competing with each other to claim victories on the local human and dwarven kingdoms, the imperial priority seems to be and remain the regional unification of goblinkind.
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Clearly, loyalty was an issue in year 142's Osme. It was extremely difficult to understand where anyone's loyalty resided. Surprisingly, the green skinned goblins of Ansgek lineage seemed to be the most loyal ones.
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Originally, I was here to assess the threat posed by the pit of Snodubabusp. I knew Thomocemir had the project of destroying the goblin's settlement in the region, to get some breathing room and eventually attack Pilalene's army, far in the west.
I know it is not my role, but I wanted to avoid unecessary deaths – so my hidden goal was to make the argument that the pit wasn't really worth destroying. But as soon as I put my feet inside, the whole pit was already in flames.
Sometimes there's just no solution.
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As a bonus have a map of the world, in 143
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Also the chart of the battle of Thrimesgokush
(https://i.imgur.com/ljmI93p.jpg)
We'll go back to regular AAR in a new fortress very, very soon.
Post by: Splint on July 14, 2019, 12:47:08 pm
Still, the artwork's grand! Hat's off to you sir.
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2019, 12:52:58 pm
Post by: Haspen on July 14, 2019, 01:03:08 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 14, 2019, 01:05:36 pm
Everything was simple and clear, before they decided it needed improvement, now it's like reading moonrunes. The reason behind those changes can only attributed to evil and malice
Post by: Imic on July 14, 2019, 04:31:54 pm
I’m getting urges to start playing.
Post by: Superdorf on July 14, 2019, 04:44:09 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 15, 2019, 04:41:51 am
Speaking of which, we'll probably make a more peaceful embark this time, in the middle of the kingdom, to create a bridge city where the interior sea gets narrow, in order to facilitate trade between the two sides of the kingdom. Since I heard some people wanted to be dorfed, maybe it's a good idea to ask for them now.
So people wanting to be dorfed : just send a name (it just needs to sound like a name) and the starting skills you want for your dorf, and we'll embark really soon.
Also, if you have an idea for a name ? I'm thinking something like Peace Harbor or the like.
Post by: Haspen on July 15, 2019, 09:45:12 am
For extra twist, make Hasbun female.
As for the place, name it Pearl Harbor. Bonus points if there are actual pearls to gather.
Post by: SQman on July 15, 2019, 10:25:08 am
Even more incredible is how much how much story you're able to get from adventure mode. I always found it so dry and unsatisfying and that nothing short of killing monarchs actually makes any difference in the world, and you somehow manage to tie your adventure into the world history.
And since you're taking dwarfing requests: Esqu, a grower and animal trainer.
Post by: Splint on July 15, 2019, 11:29:18 am
Post by: Cathar on July 15, 2019, 04:34:22 pm
That's how I see things, at least ><
I'll do some preparatory sketches, and leave the four remaining slots open until next week, then we'll embark !
Also for the name, it's all good. The only requirement is, it must look like a name. It's not required to be an actual human name nor to have a meaning to begin with
Post by: TD1 on July 16, 2019, 04:50:01 am
Post by: HakuryuVision on July 16, 2019, 06:52:48 am
Are you going for dwarves this time, or is it still a human civilization?
In any case, i'd like to be dorfed/human'd as 'Toki'.
No specific wish for a profession.
Post by: Cathar on July 16, 2019, 07:15:56 am
In any event, alright ^^ Two slots left, at most, and we're going !
Post by: Superdorf on July 16, 2019, 07:26:21 am
Post by: Imic on July 16, 2019, 02:28:58 pm
Post by: Haspen on July 16, 2019, 02:34:36 pm
a Cook
NEW ARCHNEMESIS FOUND!
en garde!
Post by: Imic on July 16, 2019, 02:51:23 pm
In that case I challenge you to A COOK OFF! Acquire your pots by noon tomorrow, may the best soup win!a Cook
NEW ARCHNEMESIS FOUND!
en garde!
Post by: Haspen on July 16, 2019, 02:52:51 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 16, 2019, 03:58:59 pm
Post by: Imic on July 16, 2019, 05:33:42 pm
Post by: PlumpHelmetMan on July 16, 2019, 07:17:26 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 18, 2019, 01:26:47 am
Seriously guys thanks for your interest. Means a world to me. I'm spending a lot of time drawing and researching and I know it may be very dry reading at times, so if you find my stuff entertaining, that's absolutely fantastic
So, before we embark to our journey to build a bridge over the interior sea, I thought we could familiarize ourselves with our new 2019 heroes. After reading them and drawing them, I find that they really look like a tavern crew, so maybe that is the form that our fortress will take - a fortified inn on a bridge. When I think about it, it's a perfect business plan : for a traveller, it's either taking the inn-bridge or making a week-long journey into the bandit infested wild (see chapter 3). I'm sure they'll get rich and famous in no time
Without further ado, the work documents :
(https://i.imgur.com/pYOkjNo.png)
Spoiler: Wall of text (click to show/hide)
Post by: Splint on July 18, 2019, 02:51:59 am
I do admit I'm quite interested in that deity Hauben is apparently so invested in.
Post by: Cathar on July 18, 2019, 03:01:47 am
Tho its exact place, apparence and social function remain to be established.
Also don't worry, I'll micromanage everyone's mood. There won't be stress, only joy
Post by: Splint on July 18, 2019, 03:06:30 am
Post by: Cathar on July 18, 2019, 03:18:24 am
• Ino Sweetdescent (The Leafy Armors) : Goddess of the earth and of those who work on it. Patrons over Agriculture, but also Oath and Loyalty.
• Edri (The Friendly Salves) : Basically the god of craftmen and those who occupy a transformative function. Patrons over Labor, Craft and Healing.
• Sabu Virtuesearch : Patron of justice and fish. I assume he's the protector of the fighters and sailors.
• Bastsan (The rapidity of Champions) : I assume he's the god of the subterran world and miners. Patrons over minerals, jewels, wealth. Also Thunder for some reason.
• Pasmug : Goddess of Jaleousy
• Gogol Deathphantom : God of suicide
For the last two, it's hard theorizing, because that doesn't seem very positive spheres. But if you want to try your hand at it, please do, I'll make that canon
Post by: Sarrak on July 18, 2019, 03:51:23 am
Post by: Splint on July 18, 2019, 04:22:10 am
Bastsan: Rather than the underground, he is a god of commerce, but focuses on the raw aspects of it. Wood and food are abundant and strictly speaking, worthless in a DF world unless tended to by expert chefs and craftsmen. But precious gems have value due to rarity, and minerals such as iron, gold, and silver ore have value in utility. A fortress builds its wealth on the minerals it has access to - a town or fortress with naught but copper and lead is going to have to work much harder than one blessed with iron and gold (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HolPLmjG04c) to generate the same level of prosperity without resorting to prepared meal barrels, if you'll pardon the meta-ness of this.
Thunder comes with storms, and bad weather makes for poor trade, as harsh winds and rain can make wagons sink or lose traction or batter apart vessels large and small.
Gogol: With suicide comes war (as veterans off themselves at disproportionate rates to the general populace,) death, sacrifice, and chaos. In this circumstance, Gogol can be interpreted as a a god of war, but a defensive one - the most ardent followers of Gogol "killing themselves" so they may better protect their countrymen and carry out the will of the crown by way of military training and indoctrination. As such, Gogol probably also holds dominion over those other aspects, with suicide being given a creative interpretation - and this creative interpretation has lead to his common perception as holding dominion primarily over suicide, despite being the de facto god of so much else.
However, these are all still heavily negative, so it's likely only professional soldiers and their families give him any serious consideration in their spiritual affairs, and some may even hold foreign mercenaries in somewhat low regard, believing they should return to thier own countries, not become embroiled in the affairs of the the pearlites.
Sarrak's take can also mesh with this fairly well.
Edri: Association of labor, crafts, and healing likely stems from the shepherds who had to tend their injured flocks and families themselves, and those flocks providing much needed thread and cloth for mending the wounded. If you didn't have a surgeon to fix the wounded, then the frontier folk would turn to the people who tended the sheep, llamas, and alpacas, or to the weavers and tailors, since they were the next closest jobs associated with the most vital of medical supplies, thread and cloth.
Thus, the labors of healing, weaving, clothesmaking, and wool production become inextricably linked in the minds of the pearlites.
Pasmug: This is another one that requires some creative interpretation, but Pasmug wields jealousy as a force of self-betterment, and by extension the betterment of the nation. If you're jealous of what your neighbor has, you must either work harder, or accept it, and by working harder you not only better yourself, but you better your own home and family as well, as your increased skills in whatever you do, means work is done faster, and goods are produced with greater quality, abundance, or just plain haste, and that's good for everyone. Besides, my observations indicate people tend to value skilled workmen over haulers and rookies. ;)
Envy may be a deadly sin, but it needn't always lead to destructive practices.
Sabu: Justice often has little to do with fighting, but it could have something to do with ensuring things are kept in fair balance - you overfish, you lose a food supply. You don't enforce the law, you lose people to migration or riots. It's an odd combo though, but that fishermen and sailors pay homage to him is probably a good assumption, and may even do so in equal measure to Bastsan, praying to one that the fish are plentiful (and don't try to kill them,) and the other for safety in storms during crossings of the blue.
Ino: I'm unsure what to really do here. Oaths and loyalty don't really seem to jive well with agriculture, where with fishing and justice one can take an angle of maintaining balance.
EDIT: Some of them required that creative interpretation, and I'm fairly sleep deprived, but I hope they don't sound like the ravings of a mad man.
Post by: TD1 on July 18, 2019, 05:42:32 am
You're easily stressed and worried that depression will take you.
You also worship the god of suicide.
Such a goth.
Post by: Splint on July 18, 2019, 05:50:24 am
Post by: SQman on July 18, 2019, 07:37:55 am
Post by: TD1 on July 18, 2019, 09:48:10 am
Also, I'm the boss of y'all. That's a plus.
Also, I must say (even though they're obviously rough sketches) the artwork for the characters is spot-on. Well done, Cathar.
Post by: Imic on July 18, 2019, 02:53:36 pm
Come to think of it, he might be sending prayers to the souls of food critics who meet him.
Post by: Splint on July 18, 2019, 03:23:20 pm
Post by: Imic on July 18, 2019, 03:42:25 pm
Post by: Haspen on July 18, 2019, 04:33:27 pm
She will become one of those loud cussing elderly grandmas spoiling local orphans with candy when she gets old, I think.
Post by: Sir Knight on July 19, 2019, 03:24:45 pm
So have those last 25 pages of little history, then we'll go back to the big, real, uppercase History.
Yay! Wow! Woo! Wonderful storytelling, totally worth the wait. I follow these things called "webcomics," see, and they are known for these things called "hiatuses." The ones who post again are the ones most appreciated.
Though I wonder about your statement that this is "little history"; as others have said, you put so much of the big story into a jaunt through adventurer mode. I honestly can't tell when your descriptions came from player-caused events versus the game's own advancements. To find the game-generated events worth mentioning, can you tell me (someone who hasn't done nearly as much diving) how you search for "the interesting stuff"?
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. . . So on the top right we have that young husband who now, we see, miraculously survived being bitten in the face by evil. And you've drawn so many people that I can hardly remember which ones the rest are. Any help?
so maybe that is the form that our fortress will take - a fortified inn on a bridge.
Yay yay yay do it! A pity I didn't get in on time. Maybe you could name a cat after me.
For those of us who are losing track of who each character is (see question about image, above), any chance that these players could each adopt some blatant visual cue or unique adornment (if they don't already have one)?
Post by: HakuryuVision on July 19, 2019, 10:43:39 pm
Been lurking for years on this forum because of your comics. (+the littlest cheesemaker, and loosing is fun!)
-Ooooh, my human's a cutie!!
But she sure seems to have a lot of inner conflicts;
She is very friendly and always tries to say nice things to others, and she is conflicted by her nature since she would ideally prefer more strife in her life.
She has a noticeable lack of perseverance, and she finds this troubling, since she values perseverance.
She prefers that everyone live as harmoniously as possible, though she is troubled by her own nature as she prefers discord and debate at a more abstract level.
This is going to be interesting! : )
P.S. When she's bored, She constantly rolls her eyes. She runs her fingers through her hair when she's bored.
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Post by: Splint on July 20, 2019, 01:33:07 am
Post by: Cathar on July 20, 2019, 06:10:35 am
@Splint : First of, the work on our pantheon seems super cool ; I'd also add that Gogol may be the god of ehm ; "accepting your own mortality" more than outright killing self. When you think about it, every creature that gets an infinite lifespan becomes evil in the process. Elves, goblins, vampires, necromancers... Really, by accepting mortality, one prevents himself from becoming a monster. Moreover, wars have already been fought over the secret of life and death in Minbazkar. Gogol is the god that insures that pearlites remain mortals.
For the metals found on site, I don't know yet. Actually the aquifer may prevent us from mining too deep. If that is the case we'll have to do with leather and trade for weapon grade metals. That's okay tho ; we'll do a lot of trade in that fort
@Sir Knight : From left to right, the characters are
Osplek : Islas' "sister" who put a roof over his head for many years. She's a cook and a metalcrafter. Her house is located to the far west of Lemhuhqihu village
Bemta : A farmer who rescued Islas after the skirmish over Gicastenna.
Dengusa : Well I believe I don't have to introduce that one. Thomocemir's only weaponsmith, son of Asin, elder brother of Uzu
Sula : A man of very reductive size with no skill whatsoever who fled his home when he learnt Pilalene was marching over his city. When Pilalene's army was stopped, he had regrets and decided to come back to his wife.
Also don't worry ! Not only there's a chance Dengusa comes to our new fort, but we'll have migrants eitherway
@Hakuryuvision
I'm jumping over in the room right now. I love your style so much ; your art rocks even more than mine, thanks a lot for the sketch ><
I'm preparing a little introduction for our fort, first post should be coming Monday or Thuesday. Also guys don't worry, compared to Thomocemir, this fort will be much, much safer. We're in the middle of the land, far from the borders, we have two seasonned warriors and the climate should be alright. I have very good faith in our chances to survive !
Post by: Splint on July 20, 2019, 06:15:27 am
Post by: Sir Knight on July 20, 2019, 12:58:37 pm
@Sir Knight : From left to right, the characters are
Osplek : Islas' "sister" who put a roof over his head for many years. She's a cook and a metalcrafter. Her house is located to the far west of Lemhuhqihu village
Bemta : A farmer who rescued Islas after the skirmish over Gicastenna.
Dengusa : Well I believe I don't have to introduce that one. Thomocemir's only weaponsmith, son of Asin, elder brother of Uzu
Sula : A man of very reductive size with no skill whatsoever who fled his home when he learnt Pilalene was marching over his city. When Pilalene's army was stopped, he had regrets and decided to come back to his wife.
Also don't worry ! Not only there's a chance Dengusa comes to our new fort, but we'll have migrants eitherway
Here I learn how few times some people are named in the text, as the "Search this topic" feature won't work on images! Yes, though, I remember his sister from re-reading the other day. Bemta is mentioned in a search: assuming "Animal Trainer" is the right profession. (I can't find actual comic pages with him.) Yay, Dengusa! Also, I liked the idea of the diminutive husband and wife. It felt like we had discovered Hobbit Theatre.
And I don't know the statistical likelihood of immigration, so I wasn't holding out hope for it. I really, really, should play some more fortresses and see how it looks.
Also guys don't worry, compared to Thomocemir, this fort will be much, much safer.
. . . You say this like we came to this game looking for safety. Now I expect accidental spire-breaches.
Post by: Superdorf on July 20, 2019, 04:41:41 pm
I'm liking these humanfolk already-- I can't wait to see the coming updates!
Post by: Megaman_zx on July 22, 2019, 04:56:28 pm
Seriously, love the comic and glad to see you starting up a new fort.
I'm pretty busy right now, and don't have a lot of time to be dwarfed, but I'll keep lurking and throw together some writing if Donu or any of Zothoabo's clan migrate to the new fort. Depending on the timeframe, I may ask to be dwarfed a couple migrant waves from now.
Post by: Cathar on July 25, 2019, 01:14:01 pm
Gogol is the god of "it was inevitable".Gogol is the god of fun. The more you think about it the more it makes sense
Obligatory Cathar is awesome post.
Seriously, love the comic and glad to see you starting up a new fort.
I'm pretty busy right now, and don't have a lot of time to be dwarfed, but I'll keep lurking and throw together some writing if Donu or any of Zothoabo's clan migrate to the new fort. Depending on the timeframe, I may ask to be dwarfed a couple migrant waves from now.
M-my heart >< I'm very glad you like, I'll try to do even better from now on.
You really don't have to help or to write, but if you want to do, I'll dorf you gladly
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The embarkment
As the diplomatic situation of the kingdom of Kima continues to sink into the quicksands of war, it becomes more and more apparent that the border security provided by Thomocemir can only be meaningful if the kingdom manages to secure its territory. As long as the country is divided, ans villages are forced to defend their own territory, banditism and incursions of the elves of Pilalene and Wulemaapasi will keep on plaguing it. There can't be any collective and permanent solution as long as the kingdom is spread out over a wide territory, and as long as the interior sea will cut the kingdom in two, no reunification can happen.
In those troubled times, then, it was common understanding that any solution to the spreading out of the country would be dearly rewarded ; not only that issue was of security concern, but the lenght and danger of the actual route was taking its toll in the nation's trade capacity.
It was in summer 143 that a group of seven people, calling themselves the Aconilun – the Coastal Council- decided to take its chance. They took a loan to the trader's guild, and, armed with corroded copper tools and accompanied by two puppy dogs, they travelled eastward.
Their plan was simple : to build a bridge where the interior sea run the thiner.
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Currently, to cross the interior sea to reach the royal holdings, one would have to go around the interior sea by the north, crossing Pilalene's controlled forests and bandit infested wilderness, go unconfortably close to Wulemaapasi's lands and the dying empire of Ansgekstozu, and this is to say nothing of the savage beasts, roaming freely along the road. A bridge over the sea would cut the most dangerous part of the travel, reunite the kingdom's cities, impoving its trade capacity and allowing a wider organization of its military defense plan.
That is a lot for a simple bridge.
As a side note, the eastern side of Kimaeslo Ori gives to the dwarven kingdom of Lalrigoth – that is alright, tho, as Lalrigoth is an ally in the war against Osme. It is however paramount for us to never compromize our relation with our dwarven allies.
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The debt
The debt
We know only a few facts on the Aconilun, as what happend to them before their bridge project is not documented. They entered in History for the first time in spring 143, when Toki, a young woman, moved to the royal castle of Asuciro to take a loan to the trader's guild. That loan was to buy a collection of tools, a caravan, pack animals, and the rights to a rather large piece of land to build the Bridge of Pearlshore – Kimaeslo Ori.
Altho the group was not documented in the royal records, the guild paid for their starting expenses gladly, sure to recoup their money, by litteral reinbursment, but more importantly in the strategic advantage the bridge would provide them with.
The Aconilun was composed of the following members :
• Hauben, maceman
• Hasbun and Bannic, cooks, brewers and farmers
• Joakim, smith and hammerman
• Toki, trader
• Esqu, animal trainer
• Gram, miner, mechanic and temporary leader of the Aconilun
They arrived on the beach of Kimaeslo Ori in midsummer.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddc43so-571c815b-93e3-4b4d-8f4d-206021a0fbd5.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRjNDNzby01NzFjODE1Yi05M2UzLTRiNGQtOGY0ZC0yMDYwMjFhMGZiZDUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.tfknVR0qLL4GCGLJ0noo5UxR9Hziclyb9yDbgNnuj4Q)
(https://i.imgur.com/avhcaBh.png)
They took a quick rest near the waters of the aptly named Warm Sea, then started to work immediatly. They were now quite far away from civilization, and needed to build their own little village soon if they were to survive the weather and the wild. So as most of the group foraged for food and building material, Gram built an emergency shelter inside a grassy hill, to use until real houses were available.
As no woodworker was available, Hauben undertook the responsability of cutting some trees and making construction material. Local plants were seeded into a small field, and soon after, blackberry wine was in production.
Altho sleeping underground, in a confined area, was quite unnerving, the group would quite often just take walks along the beach, eating prepared meat and drinking wine. All things considered, it was pretty soft for an exile.
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The invasion
The invasion
Things would start to get dire later in the summer, as members of the Aconilun were busy preparing their infrastucture, a band of rhesus macacques – probably intrigued by the presence of their new neighbours, decided to pay them a visit.
(https://i.imgur.com/W5bFWjD.png)
Ten monkeys followed the shore and, as soon as they saw the abandonned wagon, rushed it mercilessly and looted it clean.
The food was already stored eitherway, but a great deal of metal tools were lost. Esqu, trying to save some materials from the hairy scavengers, managed to catch one of them. A quick fight ensued.
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Esqu was not a fighter, but he was quite used to animals and most importantly, was three to four time the size of the little creature. He lifted it by the throat, punched it a couple time, then threw it on the rocky beach. The creature stopped moving soon after and the rest of its band quickly fled.
When Esqu came back to the shelter, one of his finger was causing extreme pain to him – probably broken on the monkey's face.
Altho they were lucky it was just monkeys, the group would have to think of a defense strategy, rather sooner than later. What if it was wolves ?
Soon after the incident, the Aconilun was joined by a travelling family. It was actually a group of quite notable people. The father – a man name Ari-Taskmo – was a well know glassmaker from Thomocemir. He is mostly known to have built the famous temple complex of the city.
His wife, Budo, was also a very experienced farmer and they arrived with their seven kids. They should all help tending to the fields, which is most welcome as arms were lacking until then.
(https://i.imgur.com/gJNREtJ.png)
Altho it becomes urgent we build some real housing.
The rest of the summer and autumn were pretty calm. Mapple planks started to pile up in the workshop, so a little house was starting to get built near the farm, on the grassy hill. Completion should still take some time, but before fall is through, a room was sealed and would be used to store the food and drink safely for the time being.
As winter was slowly falling on Kimaeslo Ori, the Aconilun was still going strong. Soon, they would have some more confort and would leave their underhill shelter, have real rooms and real beds.
In the meantime, autumn on the beach was not that disagreable – winter would probably not be either.
(https://i.imgur.com/1ApJgwE.jpg)
Post by: Splint on July 25, 2019, 04:56:46 pm
Also, a nitpick on it, it's "Banditry" not "Banditism." :P
EDIT: I'm hoping there's some iron on site somewhere that can be accessed, or that the dwarves have been modded slightly to come to trade in Autumn. What I intend to draw may not make sense with copper or bronze.
Post by: Imic on July 25, 2019, 05:58:49 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 25, 2019, 06:53:03 pm
It begins! Excited to see how this plays out. Thanks again for doing this!
You're very welcome ! My pleasure really. I'll be drawing a bit more every day
Hell yeah, saw most of the pictures on dA first. Good to see the update.
Also, a nitpick on it, it's "Banditry" not "Banditism." :P
EDIT: I'm hoping there's some iron on site somewhere that can be accessed, or that the dwarves have been modded slightly to come to trade in Autumn. What I intend to draw may not make sense with copper or bronze.
I had to redo the cover, which was not really satisfying, but the new one is alright I believe. Else, don't worry about real world physics, as long as it makes sense in the DF's physics. My last hero had a two handed bronze sword, which is physically impossible as bronze is too soft to make long weapons. Stuff would just bend on strike. But the rules of the game are the physics of its universe, so worst case scenario, don't worry ! It'll work in our context
Also humans have access to iron. We just can't make steel or adamantine.
And..banditry, not banditism >< alright it's noted
Post by: Splint on July 25, 2019, 07:44:29 pm
(https://static.turbosquid.com/Preview/001286/418/KB/_D.jpg)
The specific one is this kind. I'm quite fond of face concealing gear (partially because I'm absolutely dreadful at drawing dudes' faces, but mostly because they tend to look cooler than open-face ones.) This one in particular is even open enough in the back for that mass of floof Hauben has in the back, but is still good and protective.
Although in truth I've just found myself gravitating to this particular style of helmet in general and have yet to figure out why.
Also I should point out if dwarves come to trade there's absolutely nothing stopping the locals from working steel, it just can't be produced locally (which I generally chalk up to dwarves being unwilling to share the specifics on the recipe, both in terms of heat and materials.) And I figure having a militia packing steel gear would be a real testament to how wealthy the place is down the line, that they can afford such an extravagance compared to virtually any other human settlement.
Post by: Sir Knight on July 25, 2019, 08:12:14 pm
Although in truth I've just found myself gravitating to this particular style of helmet in general and have yet to figure out why.
Probably for the same reason a lot of awesome-looking helmets in fiction seem to take cues for style from this helmet, i.e., because the real-world original looks awesome.
Post by: Superdorf on July 25, 2019, 09:10:29 pm
Well what I mean is when is the last time you saw a sallet made of bronze or copper? I dunno if it'd look as good in tan/brown vs light grey, hence my wondering what we'd have locally available. Since having played a metal-less embark (literally has nothing but adamantine in Battlejudge, for ore which was absolutely horrible to me at the outset, but have since learned to live with,) I can say it's way easier to be able to source locally than have to wait for caravans.
Ooh ooh, what about one of them Corinthian helmets? Something like this
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looks best in bronze anyway! :D
Post by: Splint on July 25, 2019, 10:01:59 pm
EDIT: Hell, it could be that in most DF worlds, fielding primarily copper gear is considered a sign of extreme poverty in a settlement because it can't afford to field literally anything better.
Also congrats Cathar, you got a bunch of nerds to have a discussion about armor in your thread.
Post by: Superdorf on July 25, 2019, 10:33:35 pm
Also congrats Cathar, you got a bunch of nerds to have a discussion about armor in your thread.The mark of true success!
Post by: TD1 on July 26, 2019, 06:19:35 am
Post by: Superdorf on July 26, 2019, 06:36:51 am
Today I saw a monkey with an axe.
Monkeys should not have axes.
I do not approve of axe monkeys.
Post by: Haspen on July 26, 2019, 10:35:40 am
Post by: TD1 on July 26, 2019, 11:05:34 am
Post by: Haspen on July 26, 2019, 12:14:20 pm
Post by: Cathar on July 26, 2019, 01:40:40 pm
First of, don't worry, the puppers are doing good, and it's my project to grow their population to the point they can be used in defense against small threats, and by small threats I mean rhesus macaques specifically. I haven't mentionned that yet, but six months in, and the pups are already adult. Tho : we'll have many, many more.
On metal and gear design, and design philosophy used in MK :
In general in Mong Kima, what we do is we try to forget the real world and instead use the game's data to create an original world. Pearlites have, for exemple, nothing to do with european civilization, they are a thing in their own right. The goal of design is not to replicate our world, but to create a brand new one.
With that said, using real life inspiration is permitted, but the two main factors are :
• Is it loyal to the game data ? The rules of the game are the physics of the universe. Thats the most important stuff
• Is this cool and or fun, do people like it ? That's where artistic licence kicks in.
For reference, usually, pearlite soldiers and fighters wear an armor made of leather scales and a conic cap made of metal. The symbol of the country (a three point crown) is usually worn of the cap. Rich fighters show their wealth by using gems for the said symbol.
Tho this is for low level fighters, the kind of people you see in village defense forces or as travelling mercenaries. Thomocemir knights use metal breastplates, copper chainmail and a helmet that looks like a mixture between a beret and a samurai helmet, usually made of bronze or iron.
TL;DR : Create new stuff, instead of relying on historical gear. Loyalty to game data > loyalty to real history
I'm absolutely sure I forgot something, I'm sorry if this is indeed the case
Edit : AH YES. The status of copper.
Copper is considered cheap... for a metal. Metal is expensive as all hell. It is, all things considered, a rare thing, and have a lot of applications in tools and gear of war. A fortress able to clad its whole military in copper is already considered rich, as most village can only afford leather, and even tho, not full armors. Keep in mind we're quite less technologically advanced than ancient egypt
Post by: Imic on July 26, 2019, 03:45:14 pm
Post by: Splint on July 26, 2019, 07:46:32 pm
But then, I'm a boring person who knows what he likes for armor aesthetics, and that's primarily based in real world designs, especially since you can only do so much before designs start looking garish and silly/out of place or too utilitarian and boring. Plus, I'd like to draw something pertaining to the thread, but what I've seen for helmets just don't look good to me personally.
Spoiler: A long winded tangent (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: That tech level comment (click to show/hide)
) In any serious quantity. Sounds a tad more advanced in the metallurgy department than ancient egypt to me.Strictly speaking though Cathar, you're within the right to tell me to get fucked and call me wrong in absolutely every single area since this is your show. :P
EDIT: Edited for grammer, but on a third viewing I love just how calm and matter-of-fact that long-nosed dude sounds in my head in the previous action-y tinged update that showed that battle with the elves. "Do not surrender, we're not taking prisoners."
It's a sentiment I fully request we embrace should raiders inevitably come.
EDIT II: I do however now have a ridiculous idea for a rough sketchy comic thing. Who is the armorer?
Post by: Haspen on July 27, 2019, 02:38:10 am
Post by: Cathar on July 27, 2019, 07:29:53 am
Spoiler: About copper (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: A note on our technological level (click to show/hide)
With all of that said, the absolute best you can do is to modify existing designs from the thread. BUT if you want to come up with something original, you're very welcome. Have fun, that's the most important. I'll adapt myself to what you do.
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Strictly speaking though Cathar, you're within the right to tell me to get fucked and call me wrong in absolutely every single area since this is your show. :P
You are by all means very welcome and I'm happy to discuss aesthetics, I just want to explain my creative process so we're on the same page. I'm very happy you've finally came to my little world o/
What else ; Joakim is the smith, but we don't have a forge yet.
And about Pathril, the commander of Thomocemir's knights...he saw a lot of things. This is his 13th battle ; since Tetzobsha was destroyed and commander Stipoth was slain, Pathril is now the most important military figure in the whole country.
In general, we tend to take prisonners and to avoid escalation of conflicts - the assault on Pilalene was rather exceptionnal, as we needed to cripple their military and to avenge the population of Tetzobsha.
First years are usually very calm, so next update is almost ready. There's not a lot happening as long as we're less than 40 souls
Post by: Splint on July 27, 2019, 10:44:21 am
As far as aesthetics, comparisons to the real world and so on, I feel like this'd escalate into an argument very, very quickly because this is a serious case of two opposing views and mental images on Dwarf Fortress itself, and that's not going to easily reconcile. Also your insistence about copper is coming off more as choosing to make use of it over other metals. The gameplay side of me is what's screeching about not doing everything within one's power to get equipment made of better materials if for no other reason than it not falling apart in two or three serious engagements.
Copper is just something I've come to associate with a militia operating on the material equivalent of a shoestring budget or training up new metalworkers, not with wealth, and having anyone do so just sounds wrong because of how much of a stopgap material it comes off as.
Also, as a little fun thing, I noticed something about the last helmets shown so far. They felt like a look I had seen somewhere before and then it hit me.
(https://i.imgur.com/uSqpoms.png)
They share a very similar profile the the Halo 2 Anniversary marine helmets, enough that they look like an extremely primitive version of them, at least to me, assuming they maintain that gradual slope to a tapered brim.
EDIT: An apology is due alongside this because I sat here for a good 30 minutes constantly having to backtrack and pare this down so it wasn't some long-winded tirade about materials and so forth.
Post by: Cathar on July 27, 2019, 11:08:44 am
Post by: Imic on July 27, 2019, 01:48:23 pm
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I’ve gone through the old thread to find some older examples of portraits of armoured Pearlites, and I found a page with broken images. I don’t know how many might be in this state, but I’ll have a closer look.
Edit: Here’s some images of armoured Pearlites, if it does anything for the discussion.
Spoiler: Siblings (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Gobbos (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: False alarm (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Another broken image (click to show/hide)
Post by: Splint on July 28, 2019, 05:37:02 am
Post by: Cathar on July 28, 2019, 05:50:42 am
Post by: TD1 on July 28, 2019, 06:08:05 am
Post by: Cathar on July 28, 2019, 06:14:39 am
Post by: Haspen on July 28, 2019, 06:17:23 am
Post by: Splint on July 28, 2019, 06:54:09 am
Post by: Cathar on July 28, 2019, 07:31:46 am
Spoiler: A quick but important reminder (click to show/hide)
Winter 144
As expected, the last part of the year was not different than the rest. Temperature fell drastically, and the group was still out of real housing, still living in a hole in the ground ; however cold was the main danger they had to face and morale was still high.
The interior sea completely froze, to the point a man could walk on it. So – people could cross the passage without a bridge, but only in winter. That would be something to considerate, especially when they would be building defensive walls. The sea, it seems, would not shield the little group all year long.
For now, however, they would have to make do. Since Kimaeslo Ori was still but a project and hadn't attracted any undue attention, the only invader the council would have to face would be bands of rhesus monkeys.
(https://i.imgur.com/v746PhE.png)
Pushed by the scarcity of ressources in winter, one of them rushed over the sea, running over the solid ice, aiming right for the wooden house. The house, while still in production, was the used to store farm products and alcohol. The group tried to catch the hairy thieves and managed to kill one or two as they fled, but the event made dent in their food supply.
(https://i.imgur.com/uD447Sm.png)
They have to find someway to deal with them.
The rest of the winter was calm. The little group kept on building the first building of their sprouting village ; a large communal house made of white mapple wood. Toki undertook the task of carving small wooden cups so they would not have to drink from the barrel directly, and made a lot of them.
Other than alcohol, distraction was sparse and consisted mostly on looking at children play and sing – and the group kept itself motivated to work with the prospect of having a real house before the winter is through.
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Then spring came. In Mong Kima, the first day of spring is usually the time to celebrate the new year festival, but the little group would have to pass, this year. Work was still piling up ahead, and there were only nine working people in Kimaeslo Ori. Yet, the field was attended to, producing enough food and drink so they would not have to worry.
Early in March, they received the visit of the elves of the kingdom of Iferifiyopi.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddcnzs5-d1a5e5d8-c894-4652-ba96-b406418fbbde.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRjbnpzNS1kMWE1ZTVkOC1jODk0LTQ2NTItYmE5Ni1iNDA2NDE4ZmJiZGUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.x_toj82E0AW7GG9gT0LAjmJzbOt19wlIDG4s6_cXKP8)
Because most of our housing is made of wood, Mong Kima has a very bad relation with the elves of its neighbourhoud, being at war with Pilalene in the west, and with Wulemaapasi in the east.
Wulemaapasi would rather make peace with the goblins of Ansgek and Osme, than with the kingdom of Kima – so that is to say hate and misunderstanding goes deep between elves and humans.
Iferifiyopi had a run-in with Mong Kima, 70 years ago, in august to september 73, over the treatment of animals. They waged a single battle in the Ace Forest, near the western settlements. The elves of Iferifiyopi outnumbered the men of Kima almost three on one and won the battle – but their victory was so pyrric they accepted a peace treaty immediately after.
(https://imgur.com/EjUYcoo.png)
Since then, Kima and Iferifiyopi lived in peace with each other. The group hoped their fortress would not become a casus belli between the two kingdoms.
(https://i.imgur.com/Xpz1nRl.png)
The elves remained in Kimaeslo Ori for a couple months, presenting they wares. Some jaguars would attract the people's attention – however, asides some wooden cups they wouldn't dare to trade to the elves, the group was still penniless. Efforts would have to be made in that reguard aswell...
When the elves left, tho, it was in good terms and the Council of Shores was more motivated than ever.
Because the trader guild would come in but a season, Toki decided to use her newly acquired woodcrafting skills to start making sellable items for the kingdom. A first step in the creation of Kimaeslo Ori's workshops have been made – and the generated revenues would be used to create more in the future.
Not only that, but six months of training on cups actually made Toki a quite skilled woodcarver. Before the spring is through, she already made her first mastercraft. This may be just wood, but masterfully crafted and sold by a good trader – that is the step taken toward riches.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddcrmd1-6c9d3e6d-b29d-4539-92d0-b07814bbb785.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRjcm1kMS02YzlkM2U2ZC1iMjlkLTQ1MzktOTJkMC1iMDc4MTRiYmI3ODUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.oeiclgEpBs-qu5zw10ysWWNbq0MOkLzwRYaZq8sEHNE)
Oh and – Toki and Gram are now a couple.
At the end of spring, a beggining of defensive organization has been made. While they did not have any metal nor weapons – as their stock were completely raided by the monkey squad – they equipped themselves with wooden cudgels and shields and started training. Esqu trained a dog for war, and between Hauben, Joakim and Kiros – the dog – they had at least something to oppose the bands of roaming rhesus macaques.
(https://imgur.com/e5ouQsl.png)
At the end of spring, the first house is not yet finished, but is now completely liveable, being comprised of a dining room, a common dormitory and a small food depot. A cellar has been carved out under the building and is currently used to house most of the worshops.
More puppies also have been born – when they have grown up, they shall compensate for the small number of men in the defense force.
(https://imgur.com/Obl4E3l.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/GY8KMnc.png)
Post by: Imic on August 05, 2019, 03:34:26 am
The Elves are probably going to be a worry for us in the future, if we’re to build anything at all. Human games in general are just not going to go down well with Elves. Art is incredible as always!
Post by: Splint on August 05, 2019, 04:27:58 am
The Elves are probably going to be a worry for us in the future, if we’re to build anything at all. Human games in general are just not going to go down well with Elves. Art is incredible as always!
I give it ten years tops before at least one ambush. Maybe less if the logging is especially prolific.
Would be interesting if that turned out to be a factor or not, but those wood buildings alone are enough to rustle their jimmies as it is, assuming the wood was locally sourced.
Post by: TD1 on August 05, 2019, 04:46:10 am
....
Are you free to get a drink?"
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In the same vein : do not spam/derail. If you want to have a conversation that does not tie to the current story, please have it elsewhere. This thread is about MK and its currents happenings.Not sure whether this counts as a spam or derail? Is story-based banter (see above) allowed?
Post by: Haspen on August 05, 2019, 09:23:00 am
And Hasbun even made it to a screenshot! Fame eternal!
Post by: HakuryuVision on August 06, 2019, 12:32:56 am
Man, Toki is awesome!
I know cups aren't required for anything hygiene-related in-game, but happy thoughts for our dwarv- humans is a good thing.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2c520bb9-7a32-4874-90e9-aa80f4230be7/dddepbs-089930eb-9715-4997-82fd-ed8633034ed0.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJjNTIwYmI5LTdhMzItNDg3NC05MGU5LWFhODBmNDIzMGJlN1wvZGRkZXBicy0wODk5MzBlYi05NzE1LTQ5OTctODJmZC1lZDg2MzMwMzRlZDAucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.VBA9M600-WZwClo39wznx7o16NACCXLLEvySFn1q9pg)
I like how she'll be able to combine her new found crafting skills with her knack for trading as soon as there'll be more... open minded merchants.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2c520bb9-7a32-4874-90e9-aa80f4230be7/dddep91-65c2b42f-5f33-4502-b490-cd1586faa27f.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJjNTIwYmI5LTdhMzItNDg3NC05MGU5LWFhODBmNDIzMGJlN1wvZGRkZXA5MS02NWMyYjQyZi01ZjMzLTQ1MDItYjQ5MC1jZDE1ODZmYWEyN2YucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ctvkd75pn2Ov3JnM-lsfvTxmAOMWR7ydMr9leCfVA1A)
But the best thing?
She fell in love with the dwarfiest-looking guy around! (Must be her love for dwarven wine, eh?)
-And he's even the expedition leader!
Atta girl!!
Btw, Esqu deserves the nickname 'Monkey Punch' for his heroic deed of fighting off those vermin. ; )
Post by: Cathar on August 08, 2019, 06:46:21 pm
Not sure whether this counts as a spam or derail? Is story-based banter (see above) allowed?
It's all good, just exercice judgement and in general, be reasonable and we're good. I really don't want to write rules nobody will read anyway. MK is my escapism, I have a difficult life atm ; just don't make posting here a chore to me, thats all I ask.
Atta girl!!
Btw, Esqu deserves the nickname 'Monkey Punch' for his heroic deed of fighting off those vermin. ; )
Holy snap, that's quality right there. Absolutely love those, thanks so much. Would you mind if I ink/color some of those ?
If SQman doesn't protest, kinda want to give him that title yes. But we need a more permanent solution to our monkey problem - luckily, dogs do breed fast and are enough to ward the macaques away. Soon we should be safe.
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Summer 144
New faces
As Kimaeslo Ori's anniversary is approaching, the situation seems to stabilize in the area. One year after the arrival of the small group of friends on the rocky beaches of the interior sea, they could at least leave their troglodyte shelter and, at last, live under the sun, in a real community house.
Of course, the house wasn't finished – it was lacking a real roof and its last story was yet to be built, but it was now inhabitable and would prove far more comfortable than the hole dug up into the hill they were using until then.
Finishing the house was still the priority, but it had to be balance with other pressing matters, namely security which was seriously lacking. Hauben and Joakim were kept into their makeshift militia and spent their days between training in the soon-to-be discarded underground shelter and warding off rhesus monkeys with their new dog. Gram had to replace them in the carpenter's workshop, which slowed down the construction, but allowed him to spend more time with Toki.
It's not like we're in a hurry anyway.
Then, the 23 of June, three more people showed up to Kimaeslo Ori. Their names were Thratpin, female mercenary, Ivak – a strange man with a lot of unrelated skills, including poetry and tactics – and his wife Cusith, dancer and weaver.
(https://i.imgur.com/c4gRE6K.png)
But the real happening of the season happened a bit later, in July. As expected, the merchants from the guild visited, and as expected, Uquur was leading them. But even if this was expected, it remained impressive for the small group of settlers.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dddcgpp-0914f6dc-6959-46c9-8f5c-ddfca2ea1e6d.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRkY2dwcC0wOTE0ZjZkYy02OTU5LTQ2YzktOGY1Yy1kZGZjYTJlYTFlNmQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.bZTU68QYlhS3FfIJ_zWUZ6DJqaYpavjHYxrINEybbq8)
Uquur was more than a member of the royal court at Asuciro and the mistress of the guild. She was one of the most well known figure in the whole kingdom. At only 35 years of age, she had already done everything – wed to Thratnu, himself swordsman of incredible skill and son of Lord Ulet of Lemhuhqihu. she was trained to the art of war by the defunct but legendary Commander Stipoth, then bringed her incredible skills to Thomocemir, where she trained the man who would then become Commander Pathril Carry-Their-Memories, and participate to each and every one of their battles.
In very short, Uquur was kind of a big deal. Her escort was wearing metal armor – a rare sight in the country, and hopefully a sign of the its growing prosperity.
Her merchants soon unpacked their wares in the depot.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dddi78x-bbe360ec-5e36-409e-80d6-f3ea1b3a27ad.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRkaTc4eC1iYmUzNjBlYy01ZTM2LTQwOWUtODBkNi1mM2VhMWIzYTI3YWQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.x50CN-GwDLJGuvfyRxkws5pRdD2gJ5dKZlm5xUBR8TQ)
The first thing she discussed with Gram was the quality of Kimaeslo Ori's wood products. After only a season of training, Toki has become a master at her art, and had done a collection of wooden wares, earrings, scepters, crowns, made of bright persimmon wood, which immediately attracted the eye of the guild.
As she was also in charge of selling the settlement's wares, she did so quite expertly.
Against a part of her newly made collection, she acquired a lot of otherwise unavailable raw materials, namely stone and metal, a few animals and kid toys. The idea was, originally, to smelt those for their content of bronze, but Ari-Taskmo's the kids picked them immediately and the ground didn't had the heart to take them back.
Uquur bringed some news of the kingdom – but they were few and far between. The major issue, at the moment, was the health of the aging queen Usu and the lack of a self evident heir, but all things considered, it was not a big concern. Pearlites are notorious for their ability to solve this kind of problem peacefully, and did so numberous times in history.
Osme, Pilalene and Wulemaapasi did not attack this year and Mong Kima was steadily recovering from its war damage. Maybe, at some point, Kimaeslo Ori would have to carry its share of the war effort, but in summer 144, this possibility was a very, very distant one.
The other important new – for Uquur that is – was the wedding of her only surviving son, Birod, knight of Thomocemir. The boy – age 19 – was married to one of her mother's workers and Thomocemir celebrated a full week.
Summer came and go – soon, the merchants would resume their travel, and temperature would soon become acceptable again. With the stone bought from the guild, a kiln was built and clay deposits were exploited. It allowed the Aconilun to quickly build the roof of their communal house, and opened the possibility of cooking bricks, which in turn would allow for the creation of glass and metal furnaces.
What more – when the guild left, Uquur decided to stay a little longer in Kimaeslo Ori, and would be received as a guest of distinction. When summer ended, things were looking bright in the bridge-town-to-be.
(https://imgur.com/FvgP7r0.png)
Post by: Splint on August 08, 2019, 08:00:34 pm
But then, that's just me being paranoid. Watershield seems to have taken out a fair few of them so maybe nowadays it's less of a hazard to be concerned about. Their tally was what, five in 8 years? Six?
I also like the look of the main building there in the SS screenshot. The longhouse look intentional, or just a happy accident?
Spoiler: Not trying to bring you down, just pointing out some minor spelling errors (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on August 08, 2019, 09:00:24 pm
As for the longhouse design, it's totally chance. The roof is made of fireclay, which is very easy to gather compared to other materials
Post by: Splint on August 08, 2019, 09:08:50 pm
And oo, fireclay, that explains the color! Still, looks good at a glance and looks pretty distinct from that big manor-looking main hall Watershield had. +1 for happy accidents.
Post by: HakuryuVision on August 08, 2019, 10:24:03 pm
Above-ground settlements are super tedious in DF, but also kinda rewarding in the long-term run. (...that is IF they survive that long.)
I would've suggested to capture some wildlife so we could tame & train them (guard animals/live stock), but that would mean even less workers and focus on the bridge, so yeah, dogs should suffice.
...and i'm not sure if those monkeys would make for practical pets.
-Speaking of wildlife, has there been any interesting wild animals?
I wouldn't mind at all!
Would you mind if I ink/color some of those ?
Please do! i'd be flattered! : )
Post by: Haspen on August 09, 2019, 12:09:35 am
Especially those damn macaques.
Post by: TD1 on August 09, 2019, 05:10:34 am
Post by: JCdestr0yer on August 11, 2019, 11:45:37 am
Post by: Cathar on August 13, 2019, 07:10:28 pm
As for animals, from time to time we spot some opposums and some mundane creatures like horshoe crabs. For now, everything is calm and happy and we'll work so it stays like that for the longest possible. If we can remain at peace, I would prefer that : those last ten years took a toll on the kingdom's ressources and population, and Mong Kima is a very small country, all things considered (2000 souls)
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Autumn 144
More than a year in, and the longhouse was finally constructed. It was, all things considered, a quite precarious place to sleep – but it was better sleeping in that glorified wooden shack than in that emergency underground shelter.
Still, it was no time to rest – as migrants were expected to keep coming in Kimaeslo Ori, one single collective house would not suffice. More houses would have to be built, and more importantly, the bridge had not even been started yet.
Wood was a hard material to work with. Everything was taking too much time. As long as the Aconilun would be stuck working with wood as a primary construction material, demand would increase much, much faster than supply. A solution would have to be found.
Some temporary workshops were installed, including a couple furnace made of stone they brough from the guild. And with that, they would start to experiment.
Different tests were conducted – charcoal was produced and served Gram first attempts at potery. They were reasonably successful – two statues could be made, looking like Pasmug, goddess of jaleousy respectively weeping and screaming.
One could have thought Gram would be in a better mood, considering luck was pretty much smiling to him currently, but maybe he just like the idea of Pasmug looking miserable.
(https://i.imgur.com/NEjbCJD.png)
In the meantime, Joakim worked to the metal smelter, where he melted some useless metal trinckets they bought from the guild, and achieved a reasonably good quality bronze with them. He then used that bronze to create some weapons to equip Hauben and his soon-to-be militia squad. That with some armor made from leather, and the militia's loadout was starting to look halfway decent.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dddyyra-89d88c21-9531-429d-8e90-341b801bf2fe.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRkeXlyYS04OWQ4OGMyMS05NTMxLTQyOWQtOGU5MC0zNDFiODAxYmYyZmUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.us5M66liyZaSM_B4meD-AypuKR5c2WWPcs2o4tUu1-k)
Hauben and Thratpin, another maceman
They still use the shelter as a makeshift barrack, tho.
(https://i.imgur.com/D3oGtmP.png)
The 28 of october, they would be joined by a new migrant wave, putting the number of souls in Kimaeslo Ori to 28.
This wave would be composed of :
• Cek, twenty four years old girl of unknown origin
• Escu, glazer but more importantly, talented old pikeman
• Amkash, papermaker
• Ecen, farmer and talented lasher
• Kamloc, extremely talented farmer
• Mospar, herbalist and talented maceman who only lack a weapon to join the army
• Ramet, farmer, archer and Mospar's wife
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dddwdkx-42e50c2a-f397-49bd-879d-f1c19d05fae1.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRkd2RreC00MmU1MGMyYS1mMzk3LTQ5YmQtODc5ZC1mMWMxOWQwNWZhZTEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.m0gsYSNHcxZ6p-dKQ9SpUyMFzCQvoDvCcru9Vi7ZcGM)
With the number of farmer starting to pile on our little field, it its maybe time to offer a new, more prestigious position to Hasbun and Bannic
However, the real – and litteral – breakthrough would come a bit later, from Gram. Having worked for a time with fireclay and made various crafts out of heaten earth, then having received instructions from Escu the glazer, Gram would come to understand how this wonder clay worked.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dddwd9v-28804455-86be-422e-b555-3784a6433146.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRkd2Q5di0yODgwNDQ1NS04NmJlLTQyMmUtYjU1NS0zNzg0YTY0MzMxNDYuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.u9v5RmDtLOWJEjsRmNtPCft7PkL9_8lgpbsVL3tVs2Y)
A tunnel was indeed pierced inside the fireclay, and before Autumn was through, and dolomite could be extracted from the ground. The acquifer was pierced, absolutely effortlessly, held securely by a layer of waterproof earth.
With their newfound infinite reserve of stone, the Aconilun had at last a reasonable chance to complete their mission.
(https://i.imgur.com/zocn1jR.png)
OOC note : I had to check if I hadnt deactivated acquifers or anything, because I was totally surprized by the fact we pierced right through the acquifer layer. After verification, it is actually a property of fireclay, never to have acquifers in them. This is probably the most unexpected good luck we're going to have, ever. Not only can we craft very good quality stonewares, but we have now access to underground ressources. This will be far easier than expected.
Post by: Splint on August 13, 2019, 07:49:34 pm
Leather armor might not be great, but at least it'll keep anyone from breaking bones in training. May wanna get them set up with helmets though - I learned the heard way when some wrestling training went horribly, horribly wrong. A recruit got his head smashed in on the floor when he got thrown by his arm during a sparring match.
Also to the dolomite: That may well mean a source of iron, or at least some ores that can be sold. And since we can't make steel, no reason we can't be some right fancy buggers with stone houses that'd make dwarves jealous. :D
Can you imagine it though if we hit galena or tetrahedrite? A chiseled stone bridge of brilliant white, columns running the sides capped with gleaming silver or copper statues (one would compliment, the other contrast, both nicely I would think.) The place'd be the enevy of the kingdom I'd think.
Post by: Imic on August 16, 2019, 06:57:30 am
Post by: Cathar on August 17, 2019, 05:59:09 am
Leather armor might not be great, but at least it'll keep anyone from breaking bones in training. May wanna get them set up with helmets though - I learned the heard way when some wrestling training went horribly, horribly wrong.
Ah yes, they have helmets. I don't draw them because I want to draw faces, but of course they wear helmets. And cloth cap and hood, they keep their heads toasty. As for leather armor, I'm afraid that's all we have, as I say we are severely lacking metal and we need bronze for weapons in priority. But that's alright, leather armor is fine against smalltime threats such as predators and such ; as long as goblins ignore us, we're fine.
Can you imagine it though if we hit galena or tetrahedrite? A chiseled stone bridge of brilliant white, columns running the sides capped with gleaming silver or copper statues (one would compliment, the other contrast, both nicely I would think.) The place'd be the enevy of the kingdom I'd think.
Yeah, that would be awesome if we had a surplus of metal; we'd have to train a metalsmith tho, Joakim only works well with weapons. Else...we can make statues out of marbre or in glazed stoneware. It's still very good looking, and doesnt corrode (which is a problem with the sea)
I don’t think we’ll be going that far, though it’ll make bridge-building 1,000 times easier. We could start an industry around masonry and blocks of stone, if it became an option. We could potentially start a mining industry if there’s ore, too, though I don’t know if it’d be thematically appropriate.
Ah yes, that we totally do. Stone bricks will work wonder for the bridge.
I havn't seen ore tho. Maybe we will later at some point ? Else, trade works alright for small amounts.
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Winter 144 and Spring 145
Judging by how calm those last years have been, we can say the world has been made a much safer place compared to the times Tetzobsha or Thomocemir were founded. Almost two years in, and the Aconilun had yet to suffer attacks from werebeasts or other night creatures. Goblins and hostile elves from Wulemaapasi – altho not very far, did not show any interest in the bridge town.
This was for the best. With the acquifer pierced and with stone ready to be extracted from the ground, the real construction was about to begin.
The remaining planks, made when wood was the main construction material, were used to make floors for a couple new houses. In the meantime, Gram and Ivak – a farmer he recruited to help him in his task – started to emerge from the mine with stone bricks, and so small habitations could be built. The first house made was assigned to the weaver, a woman named Casot.
According to pearlite traditions, married couples, noblemen and extremely talented workers should acquire housing first, and Casot was neither of those things. However, Kimaeslo Ori was still lacking any industry not relying on wood, which was becoming increasingly scarce, and so opening a clothier shop appeared a sound investment.
With that, the bridge's construction was started and thanks to stone mechanisms Gram made, a working windmill was finished. With that new acquisition, production of food could be streamlined and would recquire less arms – at last, the little town's progress was gaining steam.
(https://i.imgur.com/YpNa5vJ.png)
All in all, winter was calm. After all the fire and brimstone of winter 142, those two years of calm were an unexpected blessing. Nowhere was the kingdom attacked, and all of its enemies seemed to have sink into hibernation.
We'd have to wait until spring to eventually have closure. When the merchants from Iferi Fiyopi came, they brought a lot of news of the world with them.
(https://i.imgur.com/VDd66kd.png)
Far in the north they said, the dwarven kingdom of Bomrek-Laltur decided to wake up and take initiative against the goblin empire of Ansgek.
Bomrek-Laltur was a dwarven kingdom set deep into the northern glacial wastes, and most notorious to have a population composed of goblins. Until now, they were a peaceful and timid bunch, but in winter 144, for reasons unknown and to the general surprize, they decided to attack their goblin neighbours.
Unable to match the empire in number – 300 trolls and as many beakdogs were guarding their capitale city, they launched a serie of ambushes, and finally managed to catch Tarem, the empress of Ansgek, in a trap.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dde2g95-4571fe7b-3700-41c8-bd96-1a854af87dc1.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRlMmc5NS00NTcxZmU3Yi0zNzAwLTQxYzgtYmQ5Ni0xYTg1NGFmODdkYzEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.d7A-X3Io4CEr_q_mM0gMmNv0-rdBBctu73xJBGxzr18)
The Empress Tarem never saw the year 145. Her death plunged her empire into a downward spirale, with her goblins now infighting for the title of emperor and many dying in the process.
That, in turn, threw her other neighbours into a feeding frienzy and most of Ansgek holdings were attacked.
Among the new attackers was the empire of Osme which threw everything it had against Ansgeki cities. This, we think, is why the kingdom of Kima was safe for two years.
May the war in the north be long and fought to the bitter end.
We, of course, did not let the elves of Iferi Fiyopi leave without exchanging wares. We had a lot of stoneware crafts to sell, and their animals were quite of interest for us. Notably – they had a mare and as we already had a stallion, we could use her to start a little stable.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dde4vda-0019e29d-ce0e-4a9c-9f7e-23a0febeedf2.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRlNHZkYS0wMDE5ZTI5ZC1jZTBlLTRhOWMtOWY3ZS0yM2EwZmViZWVkZjIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.tdCp7o1Ut3Jw9HlGYKETK70-vUAvmgY-vrhLR8wuqNI)
We took an extra care not to present the stonewares glazed with ash glaze, but stoneware is valuable even without glaze. Fire clay is truely a miracle material.
Luckily for us, when they questionned how we heat the clay, they accepted « sunlight » as an answer and we got the mare out of the trade. Everything goes smooth and hopefully, we'll have a stable soon.
Then, as Toki was negotiating the exchange rate livestock/stoneware, Gram was still making progress into the newly accessed undergound world.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dde6ltt-5da6df36-7912-4dc4-8802-ee87deed424f.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRlNmx0dC01ZGE2ZGYzNi03OTEyLTRkYzQtODgwMi1lZTg3ZGVlZDQyNGYuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.CsGWWGsfBaejnORuKLcGUKjr7cyG2DdYnLXJ-MU4X5g)
(https://i.imgur.com/aW2VpT1.png)
There is a whole world under the sea.
Needless to say, that discovery of a world under the world was the talk of the town for a couple weeks. Then strange phenomenons started to happen – bizzare grass and mushrooms started to grow on houses basements. Giant cobwebs were found in the underground world – it didn't took people long to figure out they could make good quality cloth out of them.
The spiders who made those webs were nowhere to be found anyway.
(https://i.imgur.com/gcS0TQh.png)
This is the first time people from the kingdom of Kima reach the caverns.
(https://i.imgur.com/uBAyhLg.png)
In other news, Joakim and Hasbun are now a couple.
Oh, and this is the 20th anniversary of the end of worldgen !
Post by: Haspen on August 17, 2019, 06:03:37 am
Also, some of your coding/images seem to be broke, plus the giant monster thing is twice ;v
Post by: Splint on August 17, 2019, 07:05:19 am
In some places there's talk of ancient ruins, horrible floating monsters, and undead warriors roaming the place as well.
Not sure I believe any of that talk, but they clearly weren't lying about 'the world under the world' bit."
Ah, I take what's depicted as what they have. I'd be lying if I said I didn't forgo helmets in favor of leggings, boots and gauntlets before (cause were love to target those parts for some reason,) not a stretch to assume a lot of the armor is just worn under their robes, but helmets don't hide so easily. If a were does show up, our dudes are toast, but still. Better leather than broken bones, and not having broken bones is something I'll drink to!
Also good on those dwarves. one less eldritch monster walking the world can only do everyone a favor. And good cover for the stoneware. Sun-dried clay was a thing in ancient times that went unrecorded, so it's as good a lie as any to help the poor long-ears sleep at night.
Post by: Sir Knight on August 17, 2019, 02:03:17 pm
One, this is turning into a very aesthetically-crafted little town. Fine job on the laborious process of building it all.
Two, your storytelling on these peacetime events continues to be great. The basic process of entering the underground for the first time is so well-written. And even if people don't wind up being attacked by giant cave spiders, the low-level dread of the depths is there.
Post by: Cathar on August 21, 2019, 01:36:28 pm
@Splint : Yes, I check equipment before drawing, but I don't obscure the faces of main characters. They have leather helmets. So far, no tragedy, but accidents happen and sometimes its unavoidable
@Sir Knight : Thanks a lot !
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Summer 145 (first part)
Life in Kimeaslo Ori has begin to adapt to the newly discovered underground world, and some of the bravest colonists now had taken a habit to launch small expeditions to forage for its unusual ressources. Cave spider silk, most notably, was becoming an important commodity for the cloth industry, developping in the small village. Giant mushrooms, having been spotted down below, were also thought to be a good alternative fuel to wood and coal. Underground water was deemed pure and fit for consumption. Lastly, some plants growing on the underground mud needed to be experimented with. We know that dwarves can extract a blue dye from an underground plant. If Mong Kima can be the first human kingdom to create blue dyes, our cultural influence would grow significantly.
However, as the Aconilun soon find out, the underground world was not really a land of milk and honey. As she was collecting spider webs, Caslot, the weaver and clothier, was jumped on by a white crocodile.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddehis6-7b8afe97-087a-489e-b2af-8e7095208ab7.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRlaGlzNi03YjhhZmU5Ny0wODdhLTQ4OWUtYjJhZi04ZTcwOTUyMDhhYjcuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.llpbzROgNCVsXpnpGuiazitCG2VpxdgpcO4_OKccQNg)
Mospar, one of the member of the militia, heard her cries and rushed to her aid. Luckily, Caslot had the presence of mind to run as fast as she could, and Mospar could save the woman. He was only armed with a wooden training bludgeon, but thanks to his training, he could delay the beast long enough so the rest of his squad could arrive and tear it appart. The crocodile died shortly after, with Hauben's morning star stuck onto its skull.
Eventually, there was more fear than harm, and the small village could add meat to their meals. Bones and scales were also used to decorate items : in the end, everything was good under the sky, and life could resume as normal.
When the guild arrived in midsummer, the village had a lot to trade ; crafts of wood, clay and cloth were exchanged against raw material, mostly metals. Joakim was waiting for that occasion to exercise his trade, and made two additional morning stars. The four members of the militia were now all armed and ready to respond to any threat.
This was also the occasion for Gram to meet with Uquur again and to discuss the state of the world - currently peace was the name of the game. Altho the kingdom lived in constant fear of its neighbours, the whole country was enjoying peace as it last.
Sometimes in the month of July however, another cry came from the underground. Gram came back from the underworld, sweating and fearful - and when people asked him what was wrong, he said :
(https://i.imgur.com/gu8FyN5.png)
The Aconilun first thought a rock had fall on his head and he was in delirium, however just to make sure, the militia and their dogs were deployed to the underworld.
(https://i.imgur.com/ujYCkT2.png)
No creature
And so life could resume - again. Those caverns they knew nothing about were testing their nerves, but it was nothing of real concern. Of course, cave crocodiles were no more dangerous than their surface counteparts. As long as they would be cautious, the Aconilun would have nothing to fear. The militia came back to the surface.
The following days were calm, but an air of looming menace was weighting on the village. So when rumors of the giant scorpion ressurfaced, a week later, the militia was deployed again, immediately.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddejq6i-93f64a0b-920c-4f8f-9413-69c7a2328026.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRlanE2aS05M2Y2NGEwYi05MjBjLTRmOGYtOTQxMy02OWM3YTIzMjgwMjYuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.3OXG9Tx6wWLLi9TbGhFjb1yk58d0O0blRrB70nHHVV0)
OOC : This fight has yet to happen. Franckly I think we have our chances. Wish us luck.
Also ; I colored this drawing. Cheers !
(https://i.imgur.com/KtVLN2A.png)
Post by: Haspen on August 21, 2019, 01:45:22 pm
Post by: PlumpHelmetMan on August 21, 2019, 01:50:28 pm
Oh, I see it's a FB. Should really read these things through before I comment. :P
Post by: HakuryuVision on August 21, 2019, 04:23:54 pm
This whole subterranean thing is going to be really interesting since this time it's not dwarves, but humans who discovered the caves.
Have there there's been any monster slayers asking to stay at your fort?
I usually get swarmed by them.
Also ; I colored this drawing. Cheers !
(https://i.imgur.com/KtVLN2A.png)
(https://i.giphy.com/media/PudZiAbQDUEik/giphy.webp)
Post by: Splint on August 21, 2019, 05:32:48 pm
Post by: SQman on August 22, 2019, 06:58:04 am
At least dwarven monster slayers can leave steel gear when they inevitably get their heads smashed open by troglodytes. That's the only reason why I would accept them into my last fort.
Post by: Sir Knight on August 22, 2019, 06:15:01 pm
I look forward to all sorts of tragedy from future uninvited guests. Unless the game shows a very low forgotten beast count in this world.
Post by: Cathar on September 09, 2019, 09:23:32 pm
Have there there's been any monster slayers asking to stay at your fort?
I usually get swarmed by them.
I wish, actually. Food is in overabundance, but trained warriors are not. Tho keep in mind this save is very old – it must have something like two years. It's older than the monster s layer patch, so I don't know if we'll see them. Maybe they will appear when we build a tavern ?
And that's not gonna be something that'd go unnoticed by other polities.Yeah, I really don't know. I know my world has mercenaries, some of them actively looking for monsters to kill. But new version monster slayers... I don't know. We'll see !
At least dwarven monster slayers can leave steel gear when they inevitably get their heads smashed open by troglodytes. That's the only reason why I would accept them into my last fort.
Not gonna lie, I'd like to have monster slayers. I really like the idea of running an adventurer hub in the village. I mean this is sort of the plan after all : create an almost obligatory passage point, and sell stuff to travellers. So if we can attract more people with the underground world, that would be perfect.
Besides there is another reason I'd want visitors – and that is I am studying, as much as I can, the people and cultures of the world. Having them come to us, in their cultural garments and all, would be an opportunity to record stories from afar. But ey, if they come , they come, if they don't, well, they don't.
Cathar, you said that you thought Thomocemir had killed all the werebeasts--but there were some beasts still forgotten. Which is my lame-joke way of saying that I'd been waitin' on those!
I look forward to all sorts of tragedy from future uninvited guests. Unless the game shows a very low forgotten beast count in this world.
Maybe now is as good a time as ever to say that if I'm confident that Hustra, Zothoabo's wife, is still inprisonned, I am almost certain Valken escaped Thomocemir. Almost. As in « I have no idea where he is ».
You know what, we should put guard dogs a bit everywhere.
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Summer and Autumn 145
Once again, Hauben and his men rushed in the underground world. When they came back, they were shocked and exhausted, but still alive and unharmed.
« It was an old god ! » screamed Mospar, one of the militiamen. « A gigantic teal scorpio with three eyes ! »
Of course, the population was skeptical. Never in the history of the kingdom of Kima was such a beast ever sighted. Someone made a joke about blackberry wine disapearing by the barrel and suggested that Hauben's men may have a hand in that affair.
However, said men were not in the mood for jokes.
« I tell you as I saw it » Mospar protested. « Commander Hauben saw it first and charged the creature, breaking its legs with his morningstar. By the time we arrived, the monster was struggling to stand – we jumped on it and we hit it as hard as we could »
And as to prove the truthfulness of his story, he presented his weapon – it was covered in a white semi-transparent liquid that was soon identified as hemolymph. For a moment, the people of Kimaeslo Ori were awestruck.
A group of villagers was quickly formed to descend to the underground world – and when they came back, they were pulling the gigantic body with strong ropes.
The corpse of the old god – Ngethac the Sinful Hex – was promtly butchered to avoid the rot, and seeing his flesh was edible, he made of the Aconilun the first human group to ever consume the flesh of a god.
There was however nothing more to be used from the corpse of that underground divinity. Its strange exoskeleton was improper to make armors with – having been pierced without trouble with bronze morning stars, and so it was left outside to rot and feed the wildlife.
However, the whole event was taxing for some of the villagers. Mospar's wife, worrying for her husband, started to show worrying signs of stress. The miller, Kamloc, drank more than she should and lashed out against another villager.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddft7dn-9ec6e03a-65aa-481a-8288-8e02fa819293.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRmdDdkbi05ZWM2ZTAzYS02NWFhLTQ4MWEtODI4OC04ZTAyZmE4MTkyOTMuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.LmuP8gEBIqrg9Y-zRkKnEToU4ZD5wUggnpmaAC7fJCk)
Gram stopped her just as the fight was about to start. Kimaeslo Ori didn't have the means to heal wounds, nor to imprison wrongdoers. Kamloc was expelled from the village by the morning – it is unknown where she went after the incident. Maybe the punishment was severe, but short of a prison and a hospital, there was not many other choices.
AS for the man who suffered the aggression, he was a new face in the village. His name was Bemta, from the village of Gicastenna.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddewx85-1feb352b-6454-4c1b-920e-73964a9bff21.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRld3g4NS0xZmViMzUyYi02NDU0LTRjMWItOTIwZS03Mzk2NGE5YmZmMjEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.aP7zl1tVTLMXZK4CJ0UuOgRoG9XJitURFhDQ83VyBP4)
Two years ago, during a raid on his village, Bemta was robbed by an Ansgeki deserter. He thought he'd lose all his possessions in the best of case, and in the worst of cases, his family and his life, but the robbery was interrupted by a wandering swordsman.
The Ansgeki goblin was slain and the other raiders fled as fast as their legs would carry them. That experience gave Bemta a new perspective on life. He married soon after, abandonned his farm and trained to become a bowman, and started to look for ways to repay the debt he had to the world.
« As I see things, I should already be dead » he liked to explain. « So when I heard about the bridge's construction, right next to the settlements, I came as fast as I could. »
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Altho summer was active a season, fall was significantly less so. Constructions would resume. The longhouse is slowly starting to be converted into the farmer's communal house. In the east of the town, a tavern is slowly being built, and in the west, a granary is bei ng constructed also. The first part of the bridge is almost complete, and passage over the interior sea will soon be possible.
(https://i.imgur.com/LhSXAfJ.png)
It was, of course, the main mission of the Aconilun. However, building the bridge will not be enough. Too much efforts were already sank into the project, and too much debts were contracted to the guild not to generate a profit, now that it is almost complete. They would have taverns, library, temples – with a bit of effort, they were to become the cultural center of the world.
For now, the situation is under control. The only problem on the horizon is the migrant waves coming faster than we can build housing. With the new migrant waves, the Aconilun now counts 66 members.
This is a lot.
Among the newest members, tho, two familiar faces appeared
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddfijmg-76340363-51c9-425b-a5ef-fd336052434c.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRmaWptZy03NjM0MDM2My01MWM5LTQyNWItYTVlZi1mZDMzNjA1MjQzNGMuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.RG7IrRrDM_TKhrBjljTNLcBYp0VsAjsvU9eptEeRXSg)
Sug and Jalew – Zefer's parents. I took the opportunity to do an in-depht research on their past, and ...boy I wasn't disapointed. I have seen those two for a very long time now, they have been in every single one of my forts, and by followi ng them around, I discovered that they were linked to the history of the kingdom a bit more tightly than I originally thought.
Spoiler: Tho, it is a bit long and remains a detail (click to show/hide)
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That's about it for this season's update. I'm a bit conflicted with the underworld, I'll admit. I hesitate to lock that thing up. Ngethac was defeated with no problem, but it was pretty soft as long as Fbs go. One bad beast and we can lose the village. But if we lock the thing, we'll lose an opportu nity to make history. What do you think ? Do we take the risk ?
Also, the'll be a flourish of promotions in the very short future ; we need pretty much all kind of noblemen. We need a heartcaptain and a medic in case someone goes haywire - that's the most urgent. But we also need a bookkeeper and a manager too.
If you are interested by any of those title, just tell me and I'll grab them for you
Post by: Splint on September 09, 2019, 09:33:23 pm
And redundancies are always good. A secondary lock much further up would go a long way to added security, and assuming there's a stairwell going down, it takes FBs literal years to break hatches from below.
Glad my boy wasn't a chicken shit too. Smashy smashy.
Post by: HakuryuVision on September 10, 2019, 09:37:08 am
I think i speak for most of us when i say slow but good updated stories are much more enjoyable than rushed ones!
Take all the time you need! (The most important thing is that YOU are having fun, if you ask me.)
Having the caves open and ready to explore (story-wise) sounds exciting, but... yeah, you mentioned there aren't many fighters around, right? And even if there were any, one web-slinging FB and it's over. (i've never succesfuly defeated one in combat EVER. The only way for me to deal with those is trapping/drowning/dropping stuff on them.)
Then again, it would make most sense for the humans to seal the place up. The unknown terrors from the deep already put a ton of stress on your people.
In any case, i'd say Splint's idea is good; secure the HELL out of the entrance. Be as vigilant about it as possible; the humans would be after fighting a god of old.
The corpse of the old god – Ngethac the Sinful Hex – was promtly butchered to avoid the rot, and seeing his flesh was edible, he made of the Aconilun the first human group to ever consume the flesh of a god.
That... that should be in your sig from now on.
Post by: Haspen on September 10, 2019, 09:55:44 am
The corpse of the old god – Ngethac the Sinful Hex – was promtly butchered to avoid the rot, and seeing his flesh was edible, he made of the Aconilun the first human group to ever consume the flesh of a god.
That... that should be in your sig from now on.
I won't lie, that's pretty metal and badass thing to do. All hail Mong Kima, Devourers of Divine Flesh~!
Post by: Superdorf on September 10, 2019, 09:57:06 am
Post by: Cathar on September 10, 2019, 10:15:15 am
Also don't worry, I'm having fun. Dwarf fortress...is a lot of fun.
Post by: HakuryuVision on September 12, 2019, 07:44:29 am
I mean I'd find that odd to sig myself lol. Tho... I mean why not eat it? It's dead, and we usually make crafts of forgotten beasts. Not eating it would almost be impolite ; it'd be like killing a deer and leaving it on the roadside. Totally unthinkable. We made it roast in spelt beer and it was delicious (no one complained)I love how casual you're being about the whole 'eating-a-god' situation. ;D
Also don't worry, I'm having fun. Dwarf fortress...is a lot of fun.
Visiting traveller: 'YOU ATE A WHAT!?'
Aconilum member:'Yupp. Tasted like crab.'
Post by: Sir Knight on September 12, 2019, 05:57:20 pm
Anyway. Yay, grandparents arrive!
Also exciting is the bridge coming into existence.
And, come on: sealing up the underground completely? The fungal growths have arisen in cellars, so from a storytelling perspective at least the underground will insist on staying in play. How is the community's ranged combat ability? I seem to recall it's minimal, but that's how I've typically survived the more challenging assaults.
Post by: Cathar on September 18, 2019, 11:34:24 am
Aside of that, I...have a lot of happening to describe for those past seasons and may need some more hours to put everything in order. Like...a lot of things happened, some good, some bad, but all sort of important. Update coming quite soon tho
Post by: Haspen on September 18, 2019, 11:43:17 am
Post by: TD1 on September 18, 2019, 11:49:28 am
Gram sighs and shakes his head.
What? Of course my character is the sole survivor. He's the best human obvs.
Post by: Sir Knight on September 19, 2019, 08:59:44 am
On the water, the protuberant exoskeleton of a bridge glows with flames.
Ehh, I was with you up until the burning wreckage. That construction shall live on as the sole indicator that we ever graced this earth!
Post by: Cathar on September 19, 2019, 09:47:27 am
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On the life of Elder Valken, carpenter of Thomocemir
Following the conversations about the safety in Kimaeslo Ori, extensive research has been performed on the werebeasts known of the kingdom. Indeed, if the Riverguard of Thomocemir is known to have slain most of the feral creatures that plaggued the region, at least two of them are known to still live ; Hustrà, Zothoabo's wife, has been imprisonned in a secret house, located under a glass bridge, and Valken, the carpenter of the Riverguard.
If Prince Ryukan of Thomocemir could assure us that Hustrà was still under tight locks and would represent no danger, the strange case of Valken was, however, another story altogether.
Valken was bit the 21 may 132 by a wereskink called Rusna. Because Valken was a childhood friend of the lords of Thomocemir, he wasn't killed, and instead kept in a close house and closely monitored.
The effects of the curse would then be studied. Among other things, Valken aged abnormally quickly ; his hair whitened and wrinckles appeared on his face. His physical abilities, however, increased by a significant margin. Confinement, however, proved itself enough to prevent the curse from spreading, and a limited form of communication could take place.
But somewhere in winter 143, for Ino knows what reason, Valken disapeared from his jail and we lost his trace. Search parties gave nothing – torn between their desire not to cause a panic and to protect the population, Thomocemir's nobility decided to, once again, sweep the affair under the rug and to silently continue their investigation.
Only recently was he rediscovered and we had the full story.
After he fled Thomocemir, he followed the dwarven road to the south, and in a few hours of walking on the quickly accumulating snow, he finally arrived in Kodsakzul's dwarves territory, and more specifically, to the fortress of Urvadstettad.
The old and mostly naked man then walked to the local tavern, located in the entrance of the fortress, and was rescued by the human innkeeper, a woman by the name of Stinthad. Reportedly, the two fell in love and married soon after.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/529059163595210752/623343485948395540/unknown.png)
Image courtesy of Valken 's player
(I'll totally draw that lady again)
The lessons that we can learn from that story are :
• Love indeed conquers everything
• Valken is out of containment and extreme caution is now advised.
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Dealing with scavengers
Winter 145 was very hard to say the least. Torrents of rain and snow poured from the sky for entire weeks, only stopping one or two days at a time before starting over. Temperatures were very cold ; the ground froze, making the work of the fields even more an ordeal than it already was. Still, work had to be done, no matter what.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddgflqf-29f00db9-7628-4414-bd88-0962987c0a06.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRnZmxxZi0yOWYwMGRiOS03NjI4LTQ0MTQtYmQ4OC0wOTYyOTg3YzBhMDYuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.mxNdKCza_hDH09m1ri75m0lx-qFFUL4RP-BvwovbnZI)
Joakim and Dengusa
Three more projects were going underway : a dedicated tavern to disengorge the longhouse and to advertise ourselves to the rest of the dwellers of the interior sea's shores, and two personal houses made to put a roof over families that come to Kimaeslo Ori, ever too numberous.
Meanwhile, significant progress was made on the bridge and the other side of the sea was finally reached. At the end of winter, the bridgehead was underway and made structurally sound.
Those efforts under those conditions, however, took a serious toll on the Aconilun's morale. Even if no further incidence of violence took place, a downward spirale was clearly visible.
Effects on morale were exacerbated by a number of factors. Firstly, as the bridge finished, a band of rhesus macaques took the opportunity to come again and try to steal our goods, both in the farmer's living room and in the granary.
With a population now made of 66 villagers and growing, and a quickly professionalizing military, those threats were disposed of quickly. In themselves, they did not do any real damage, but their corpses were left scattered in the main street, open to everyone's view. Altho most people were legitimately bothered by the presence of animal corpses near their houses, people refused to do anything about it. Interrogated, asked to or ordered to throw the cadavers in the corpse pile, villagers would repeat that it was « not their job » and moved away.
One would have thought that such an attitude about the situation would mean the villagers would be alright with the presence of decaying monkey corpses in the main street, but they would continue to complain and argue a bout it every night.
« Fine ! » Gram exploded one day, after work at the tavern. He probably had one too many spelt beer. « Nobody want to move this damn corpse, and I don't want to do it either. As the expedition leader, I hereby declare the places where these corpses are « communal dumping ground » »
He then proceded to throw his refuse next to the rotting body, on the main street, and came back drinking at the tavern.
The next morning, both the refuse and the body were disposed of and moved to the actual dumping ground and the topic was never brought up again.
Sometimes, it takes what it takes.
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A couple of news in batch
• The war in the north grows more intense every time we check. Now the capitale city of Ansgek, Dongmustu, is under constent siege by the dwarven kingdoms of Bomrek-Laltur and Kodsakzul, in addition to the ever so pressing attacks by Osme. Howe ver now that Ansgek's force are dwindling critically, Osme and its now dwarven neighbours are starting to go at each other. At some point, we'll have to get involved.
• Kimaeslo Ori is now officially a village ! Gram is therefore no more an expedition leader. The title of Lady came to Sug, altho we can consider taking it from her to give it to someone we deem more deserving, if you so wish.
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« The most beautiful thing I ever seen »
The other event, however, was much more dire and happened sometimes in the early spring ; then the village encountered its most fearsome foe ; more than the troops of Osme or the gigantic lurking underground horrors,
In an attempt to securize the platform on which the Aconilun had set foot so far, operations of construction and mining were conducted. However, in the process, a natural pillar was brought down, and torrents of water were poured on the platform.
(https://i.imgur.com/pge2CtB.png)
I'm an idiot
Next to Gram who performed the operation, two vilagers were present : Bannic and Ramet, a farmer girl with her newborn baby.
Both were propelled by the sudden stream. Ramet could hang on a cavern wall and crawl back to the surface, but had to drop her infant who almost immediately drown. Bannic was propelled three meters downward and the drop inflicted him serious injuries.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddgcvdo-e57a8513-8dbb-4b3b-8ca7-73ea1165070e.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRnY3Zkby1lNTdhODUxMy04ZGJiLTRiM2ItOGNhNy03M2VhMTE2NTA3MGUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.YtWVz6lbfBVzcZDSGWjWlpJNgOuxqi_Drccp9FVotds)
The man would have to wait a couple of days, without food but with water aplenty, until a secondary downward tunnel could be dug to him. Gram and Jalew took him and brought him back to the surface. A makeshift hospital was made in the houses in constructions and Bannic was tended to as much as the villagers could.
When questionned about his experience however, Bannic was surprizingly peaceful.
« I just took a violent bath » he said. « And I was near a waterfall. Have you ever seen a waterfall ? It is the most beatiful thing I ever seen ».
Bannic somewhat recovered, but will walk with a crutch – hopefully, he will recover further, but we don't know at all.
As for the stream continuing to drown the cavern, we will have to find someway to contain it, and hopefully do it before the whole cavern is submerged. Emergency floodgates have been constructed but we'll probably have to wait until next winter before decisive action can be performed.
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Good news at last
Everything is not doom and gloom however, in Kimaeslo Ori. First of all, we finally could produce blue dyes from underground mushrooms. This is the first dye Mong Kima has access to, and while other human factions have access to red and green above-ground colors, blue will definitively set us apart. For now, dye and blue colored clothings are still a luxury product, but we're making ways.
Soon, we should have blue cloths for everyone, and then some to export.
The second new is – we got some important new migrants. First one is De ngusa, coppersmith of Thomocemir that was already alluded to. Coppersmithing is probably one of the most respected professions of Mong Kima, due to the time and price it c osts to train an artisan to an acceptable level. Having another coppersmith, in excess of Joakim, is a true blessing, to the point we're thinking about making them a dedicated, com bined workshop with a wooden kiln and a couple of anvils, so they can work continuously.
Dengusa is the son of Asin and Apba, and therefore the grandson of Sug and Jalew. He also is, for those who followed the previous story, Uzu's elder brother. He's a competent metal crafter and weaponsmith. After finishing his time in Thomocemir's bootcamp, he reforged most of the blades of Thomocemir's knights, and altho he can improve still, is probably one of the best smiths of the country. He is curre ntly 19 years old, and his life has been quiet. The 5 october 144, he married another boy his age by the name of « The Kindled Lute »Tunul, who accompanied him to Kimaeslo Ori.
Tunul is another fine addition to our crew, as he is a former student of Zefer, which makes him a good swordsman and archer, with a lifetime of war experience.
But among the newcomers were a figure that we, in the kingdom , are very familiar with, and we absolutely did not expected, « Freedom-in-the-mist », now 45 years old.
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Luki is currently wearing the price of a small castle on jewleries on her
Those last years, Luki has been very calm, living a life travelling between village, exercizing a profession of butcher or bonecarver, but refraining from participating to anything violent or related to the country's projects. However, when she came to Kimaeslo Ori, she did so with great pump, wearing expensive jewelerie made in the bones of the dragon she killed, 16 years ago. She was temporarily given a post of captain before we decide to give her something a little more prestigious.
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That's about it, it could have been much worse, tho this flooding is a big time concern. My idea is to wait until winter and seal off the acquifer, one way or the other. Tho it'll be risky, that's a risk we have to take or we lose access to what made Kimaeslo Ori shine so far. And I'm way more afraid of what can happen with water than what can happen with Eldritch horrors I'll be totally honest.
(https://i.imgur.com/PPmi4gP.png)
Post by: Haspen on September 19, 2019, 10:03:31 am
Actually, draw all the mentioned couples so far? Especially size comparisons!
Unfortunately I have to scold you for the amount of typos and other errors in the text, sometimes even I got confused. I'm too tired to point out all of them, but it's 'brought' not 'bringed'. 'Altho' should be 'although', unless its figure of speech?
Post by: Cathar on September 19, 2019, 10:18:26 am
As for gay characters, we had quite a few already. Most known being Pathril and Idla, respectively commander and lieutnant of Thomocemir's first force. They married two women around the same time, but are still a couple. I don't make a big deal out of it unless it's relevant in the story tho ; it's hardly their main trait.
Also apologies for the typos. My keyboard is totally broken and patched up as I can. My space key, most notably, is made hypersensible since she was repaired with a chunk of silicon. Waiting for Amazon to deliver the next in line. Between the 20 and the 30 . That and sometimes my frenchness prevents me from writing correct english. Gomen
I also kind of maybe think about perhaps making a wiki to prevent confusion and to set in writing many things I would not normally put on those updates. Do you know how I can go about it? And would people be interested?
Post by: Splint on September 19, 2019, 12:18:40 pm
Post by: Imic on September 19, 2019, 05:27:25 pm
Post by: Lunardog15 on September 20, 2019, 12:20:11 pm
this has been super cool and your art is amazing \ |✪ ◡ ✪| /
Post by: Sir Knight on September 20, 2019, 05:46:02 pm
And yeah, floods. I haven't dealt with too many floods I didn't plan, though I've seen the challenge of any amount of water being somewhere you don't want it to be. Can anyone in this place swim?
Joakim and DengusaSpoiler: Shrinking that image into a spoiler (click to show/hide)
. . .
The second new is – we got some important new migrants. First one is De ngusa, coppersmith of Thomocemir that was already alluded to. Coppersmithing is probably one of the most respected professions of Mong Kima, due to the time and price it c osts to train an artisan to an acceptable level. Having another coppersmith, in excess of Joakim, is a true blessing, to the point we're thinking about making them a dedicated, com bined workshop with a wooden kiln and a couple of anvils, so they can work continuously.
Dengusa is the son of Asin and Apba, and therefore the grandson of Sug and Jalew. He also is, for those who followed the previous story, Uzu's elder brother. He's a competent metal crafter and weaponsmith. After failing Thomocemir's bootcamp, he reforged most of the blades of Thomocemir's knights, and altho he can improve still, is probably one of the best smiths of the country. He is curre ntly 19 years old, and his life has been quiet. The 5 october 144, he married another boy his age by the name of « The Kindled Lute »Tunul, who accompanied him to Kimaeslo Ori.
Tunul is another fine addition to our crew, as he is a former student of Zefer, which makes him a good swordsman and archer, with a lifetime of war experience.
Yay! That's so neat! I don't explicitly remember failing out of bootcamp, but, you know, it's all in the past. What's the status of underground ores?
And couples art is fine if you want, or just waiting to see if these people need to show up in your storytelling. I'd be curious about what sort of kills Tunul got to earn that name.
Edited P.S.: If Sug's going "noble," I'm totally in line to inherit.
Post by: Cathar on September 20, 2019, 07:01:13 pm
As for floods... Ehm. Let's say I do very, very rarely dig very deep in my forts, I usually build everything on surface, so I'm learning underground shenanigans...Lessons are expensive tho. But ey, I'm learning at the same time my little people do - I'm part of the simulation.
As for Tunul, he actively participated to the retribution attack on the elven kingdom of Pilalene, where he got his six named kills, and probably a bunch of unnamed aswell, I will check that a bit later. Mostly elves, a couple infortunate artists from a performance troupe, too, who were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Actually, that's probably why he's called like that, thinking about this.
As for ore...can't find anything aside rock and gems, but we're buying a LOT of metal to the guild. We have what we need to keep him working and Joakim too, no worry
this has been super cool and your art is amazing \ |✪ ◡ ✪| /
Thank a lot moondoggo ◟(°ヮ°)◞
I haven't the time to read through fully, but that man has a glorious mustache.
That's alright, take your time. We'll have violence at some point (soon)
Wikia is a site where you can just go and make a Wiki with basically no caveats. I’ve seen Wikias covering a Movie franchise thta only had 1 movie in it, or someone’s fictional world which s/he stole images for.
I may or may not be working on a small wiki (https://mongkima.fandom.com/wiki/Thomocemir) which would be taking a lot of time.
Post by: HakuryuVision on September 21, 2019, 06:14:00 pm
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2c520bb9-7a32-4874-90e9-aa80f4230be7/ddgoikg-03dedb98-481e-41b4-9afc-3b987e523c48.png/v1/fill/w_400,h_534,q_80,strp/forgotten_treats_by_hakuryuvision_ddgoikg-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NTM0IiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMmM1MjBiYjktN2EzMi00ODc0LTkwZTktYWE4MGY0MjMwYmU3XC9kZGdvaWtnLTAzZGVkYjk4LTQ4MWUtNDFiNC05YWZjLTNiOTg3ZTUyM2M0OC5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9NDAwIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.vLLxxoM2ff0csDH7nKhdlhbMdYlzMNoVoOZ2FL9MWhg)
So much happened!
I'm glad we could avoid 'dead-baby-water'. :D
...the infant DID survive, right?
The village is really shaping up nicely!
How are our original 7 doing so far?
edit: I know i'm repeating myself here, but awesome work! : )
Post by: TD1 on September 21, 2019, 06:26:23 pm
Our humans had the choice of feasting on plump helmets or the carcasses of gods.
They chose wisely.
Post by: Haspen on September 22, 2019, 02:06:11 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on September 22, 2019, 07:33:42 pm
TEN THOUSAND YEARS WILL GIVE YOU SUCH A KRINK IN THE NECK!
Hi; got caught up with everything and saw that one of my Awesome students got sent to the new outpost...fort thing; real quick How has Zefer been since oh a year or so ago? Also Hi guys I'm not dead.
Edit: We don't have a tv tropes page yet: surprising with how awesome the storytelling cathar gives
Post by: Cathar on September 24, 2019, 09:33:45 am
Tho just a mini story : in the winter of year 90, an elven bard named Mimale Irularina woke up from a terrible nightmare. What she dreamt of precisely, we do not know, but it inspired her to write a "Sweet Incense" , a singed eulogy made of a collection of short poems, honoring the recently departed, originating from Xakedgil (the dominant human kingdiom of the southern island).
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Tho the name of the departed was not written, the Sweet Incense was dubbed "Aches and the Zephyrs". Mimale then went back to sleep and resumed her life as a small wandering poet. She married in year 100, and forgot about her song. She travelled around the Land of Oak and beyond, had students and lived a normal elven bardic life.
Only in year 142, as she visited the capitale city of Pilalene, she was taken in the middle of a feud between Mong Kima and her Pilalene hosts.
She joined the latter in a desperate attempt to protect Pilalene's royal family.
She engaged Zefer in a duel but received four wounds before being slain.
It is unknown if her eulogy was for herself, as the gods sent her a premonition of her death, or if its title was simply a very unfortunate coincidence.
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The...baby died. I'm sorry. It drowned and we can't even recover the body. His mother's state of mind is extremely unstable :(
With that said I absolutely love the candy advert. Something in me wants to skip until modern times so we can print those candy packs. In 40 RL years, when we finally arrive at the industrial revolution, someone will launch such a brand.
As for the original seven :
• Hauben is the militia commender and starts to have serious skills, getting close to legendary territory
• Hasbun is still romantically involved with Joakim. She's the manager for the time being, but she'll be moved to the tavern when another manager emerges
• Joakim forges and decorates weapon with Dengusa as an apprentice / collegue
• Toki is still our dedicated broker and trader. Every now and then, she'd make some mastercraft trinket or meal. She's still with Gram.
• Gram stopped being an expedition leader and now is, with Jalew, desperately trying to salvage what he can from the underground (more on that later)
• Esqu took on some weight, but otherwise still continues to train the dogs. We have a lot of dogs. Some dogs we also cook and make leather from (I'm sorry)
• Bannic is now walking with a crutch, but is now our first tavern keeper, living the dream
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Real update coming soon, still working on it o/
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on September 24, 2019, 11:13:25 am
So, Zefer's life has been pretty calm since 143. He's still Thomocemir's scout captain, but with the war moving northward, Mong Kima hasn't been attacked for four years. He's probably taking some time off, and preparing for wars inevitable return. Oh, and he participated in the retributive attack against Pilalene, earning him the heroic name "Shining Surge".1.Zefer is as OP as I remember; the nickname is even better
Tho just a mini story : in the winter of year 90, an elven bard named Mimale Irularina woke up from a terrible nightmare. What she dreamt of precisely, we do not know, but it inspired her to write a "Sweet Incense" , a singed eulogy made of a collection of short poems, honoring the recently departed, originating from Xakedgil (the dominant human kingdiom of the southern island).Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Tho the name of the departed was not written, the Sweet Incense was dubbed "Aches and the Zephyrs". Mimale then went back to sleep and resumed her life as a small wandering poet. She married in year 100, and forgot about her song. She travelled around the Land of Oak and beyond, had students and lived a normal elven bardic life.
Only in year 142, as she visited the capitale city of Pilalene, she was taken in the middle of a feud between Mong Kima and her Pilalene hosts.
She joined the latter in a desperate attempt to protect Pilalene's royal family.
She engaged Zefer in a duel but received four wounds before being slain.
It is unknown if her eulogy was for herself, as the gods sent her a premonition of her death, or if its title was simply a very unfortunate coincidence.
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The...baby died. I'm sorry. It drowned and we can't even recover the body. His mother's state of mind is extremely unstable :(
With that said I absolutely love the candy advert. Something in me wants to skip until modern times so we can print those candy packs. In 40 RL years, when we finally arrive at the industrial revolution, someone will launch such a brand.
As for the original seven :
• Hauben is the militia commender and starts to have serious skills, getting close to legendary territory
• Hasbun is still romantically involved with Joakim. She's the manager for the time being, but she'll be moved to the tavern when another manager emerges
• Joakim forges and decorates weapon with Dengusa as an apprentice / collegue
• Toki is still our dedicated broker and trader. Every now and then, she'd make some mastercraft trinket or meal. She's still with Gram.
• Gram stopped being an expedition leader and now is, with Jalew, desperately trying to salvage what he can from the underground (more on that later)
• Esqu took on some weight, but otherwise still continues to train the dogs. We have a lot of dogs. Some dogs we also cook and make leather from (I'm sorry)
• Bannic is now walking with a crutch, but is now our first tavern keeper, living the dream
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Real update coming soon, still working on it o/
2. A knife-ear attacking zefer was a suicide waiting to happen anyways
3. When the next wave of migrants comes; can you give me the wonders of being human'd as one of the many children under the name of Ferez?
Hope everything goes great Cathar
Post by: Cathar on September 30, 2019, 07:46:52 pm
The first days of summer were mostly spent underground, trying to find a solution to the flooding problem, although unsuccessfully. However hard they might try, the leak could not be mend at this point in time. Maybe when the weather cools and water turns to ice, they might be luckier... Maybe.
As the Aconilun was busy minding its own business however, it received the most unsettling visit the third of June.
(https://i.imgur.com/4KtXDTO.png)
It is not so much the fact that they were visited by an Osmite warparty that was unsettling – the group was small, less than a squad, and equipped with bad quality weaponry. It is the fact they came from the western side of the sea – indicating that they were operating behind the interior sea, in an area we thought safe.
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Regardless, the militia was deployed immediately, and could cross the bridge before initiating contact, allowing the fight to take place on land rather than on the bridge itself. The warparty's leader was an Osmite goblin by the name of Ozo – a man without any notoriety, and accompanied by only a handful fighters.
It may be worth the note that, as Osme continue to absorb Ansgekstozu's land far in the north ; the proportion of Ansgeki goblins in their army continue to grow. Ansgeki goblins, with deep green skin and dark red hair, are now a common occurrence in Osme's armies.
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Mospar, one of the militia's finest, was the first to engage them. A short but brutal fight took place, and altho some light wounds were sustained by the militia, they were of little consequence. No death would be mourned – Hauben slain Ozo, and his goblins were sent back to were they came from running in terror.
Those years of training surely did the militia well. The slain goblins were stripped of their equipment, which was stockpiled and ready to be melted. From then on, Dengusa and Joakim took turn in melting the spears and chainmails, and forging swords and maces with the resulting copper.
Those are, for now, only training gear, but their quality keeps improving – one superior copper sword was produced.
Soon, the two coppersmith should be trusted with the more valuable metals – what they have to work with should be enough to train them for the task.
Besides, considering that Osme is likely to attack again, having an handful of spare weapons is maybe not luxury.
Meanwhile, down below, a girl by the name of Ricgo lost herself in the flooded caverns. I don't know how they do that. I suppose she got washed out by the current and are unable to find her way back.
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When you get stuck on a giant mushroom contemplating the mistakes you made in life, yet can't really be mad because you are really soothed by the neighbouring underground waterfall #relatable
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No problem. Jalew was sent to help save her. Last season, it happened to Bannic. That's alright – stuff happens – he said as he grabbed the girl's arm, dragging her inside the tunnel he dug to her. It's not like it happens a lot anyw-
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Sweet Ino
That aside, the rest of the summer was calm. The guild arrived, and we tradded in more metal. Then we discovered sand in an unflooded part of the cavern, which would allow us to start a glass industry. We sealed up that part of the cavern and got ready to collect sandbags.
What else – Sug is slowly getting accustomed to her position as a lady. She did forbid the use of windows and mendated the smithing of a mace, which Denhusa made with spare silver. All in all, that's not the worst we could expect from a noble – and she did talked and consoled a couple of unhappy citizen.
To find he, and her extensive family a proper place to live – and to centralize Kimaeslo Ori's administration, fundations for a stone manor were built. It should be, when finished, a stunning house with stoneware tile roof, made of white quartzite bricks with light blue microline outlines – and when we have them, decorated glass windows. Stoneware ashglazed statues were made to decorate the inside of building
It should be the most beautiful manor of the kingdom once it's done.
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In other news, because we want to participate to the kingdom's war effort, we will create a log of all the exported value which we will update every summer, starting next year. I kind of want to keep track of the value Kimaeslo Ori can create and give to the kingdom by the intermediary of the guild.
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That's about it for the summer. We are over 100 souls, and we are struggling to to find a room for everyone, so until our housing problem is solved, we won't accept anymore migrants.
Edit : AH ! There's another important issue. The mother of the baby who died is having a nervous breakdown. She's not a danger for anyone but herself, and her husband is Mospar, one of our top soldiers. I don't really know how to deal with the situation. If you have any idea... Should we exile them? Give Mospar a bit of off time?
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Zefer : You'll be dorfed as Zefer's little brother, since Zefer's parents are now the local nobility and came with a very, very extensive gallery of miniatures humans. If that's okay.
What else, I also drew those ; for the record.
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Valken and his wife, Stinthad. I believe (but might be wrong) that Stinthad is of Egapesor origin. Legendviewer says nothing about it, but all Egapesor humans have black hair and are a very common ethnicity in the region. I really hope the next time we hear about Valken will be because he had a couple kids, and not because he murdered a village, but that is totally out of my control.
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Tunul is Dengusa's husband. All his equipment is locally produced – we're starting to have a quite skilled workforce in leatherworks and woodwork. His shield is made of fungiwood – which is why he has a strange bright yellow color.
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Last but not least : three positions need to be filled right now. We need a hearthcaptain (chief of police), an executionner, and a manager. Currently, Hasbun is our manager, but she wants to serve as a waistress and a bartender at the new inn, and will be able to do so as soon as we can replace her.
So if you want to volonteer for any of those posts, go for it
Post by: Superdorf on September 30, 2019, 08:00:53 pm
Copper. Copper and copper and copper. They give me copper, I melt the copper. I melt the copper, I beat the copper. Soon I have a blade of copper, and some soldier takes it for their own. It is not glamorous work.
Still, it is fulfilling work! They tell me if I show skill with the copper, they will give me new metals to hammer. I will be glad for the fresh material.
They tell me there is need for a man-slayer among us... an "executioner", they call it. That is a grand title for a grim thing! I suppose skulls are no worse for the cleaving than copper for the beating... perhaps I shall take up this unpleasant position. Someone must, and I would rather do the grisly thing myself than leave it to another.
So yeah... consider this my request for the executioner's position! "Can handle stress" will (hopefully) keep the potential unpleasantness of the job from driving Joakim too nutty, and... well, you can't "bring lasting peace to the world" without squishing a few troublemakers yes?
Post by: Cathar on September 30, 2019, 08:06:19 pm
Post by: Splint on September 30, 2019, 08:11:52 pm
As to people getting stuck in trees, I would like to put forth the proposal that stupidity is universal to the denizens of Dwarf Fortress worlds. How much you wanna bet they ran into those trees to escape some oh-so-terrifying crundles or something equally pathetic vs a full-grown human.
Also, ain't gonna lie. That manor sounds like it's gonna be pretty bitchin' by human standards. :D Bonus points if you can make the fancier glasses or find some high value gems for the windows.
Welcome to the local administrative nobility Joakim ! Though unlike dwarven hammerers, human executionners use axes, so I'll need to give him a bit of extra training, but that's okay, Joakim is already a competent fighter and will learn new weapon in no time
Believe it or not he doesn't really need any training for the job. Executioners don't use the weapon they carry if in a squad (I found this out the hard way when I needed to dole out some lethal justice and had no spare hammers on hand once,) but pick one from the armory - the most valuable seems to be preferred. Might be better to make him one out of iron if we have it, and dress it up with whatever embellishments weapons can accept and keep it in the armory and just keep him as a hammerman for his military obligations. Not like someone being executed is gonna be putting up a fight.
Just a suggestion of course, so that he doesn't need to be retrained.
Post by: Cathar on September 30, 2019, 08:20:55 pm
So ehm, for hammerers/executionners, let's say Joakim is attacked by a goblin or wildlife while not in a squad, will he pull his axe ? Or fight barehand ? I don't think we'll be executing a lot of people anyway, but having a weapon is a survivability boon in an extreme situation.
Edit : for copper, I kind of want to use it for weapons actually. Metal is very hard to come by, I dont think there is any on this map, and we can't rely on a mood to push our smiths to legendary. So we have to craft weapons to grind experience for the smiths, and it costs a lot of ressources, especially considering blacksmithing is divided into three or four skills. And the idea of making masterwork weapons is...actually super attractive to me
Post by: Splint on September 30, 2019, 08:28:20 pm
So ehm, for hammerers/executionners, let's say Joakim is attacked by a goblin or wildlife while not in a squad, will he pull his axe ? Or fight barehand ? I don't think we'll be executing a lot of people anyway, but having a weapon is a survivability boon in an extreme situation.
Executioners don't carry their job tool far as I know, but couldn't hurt to check; last one I had to do though the guy went and fetched a hammer instead of using the one he'd been assigned and carried with him.
But, just opinion, I figure It'd be better regardless to have him carry the weapon he's most familiar with, since he'll just be flat out better at fighting with it than what he isn't. You'd have to actually activate him either way to get him to use his weapon though (learned that the hard way too, one of my dudes tried to fight body eater worms with his favorite scepter instead of his short sword until I told him to actually kill the things.)
EDIT: Weapon skill also matters defending against armed opponents (can't parry unarmed attacks,) so if goblins or elves jump him, it'd definitely do him better to use what he's already trained in.
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Edit : for copper, I kind of want to use it for weapons actually. Metal is very hard to come by, I dont think there is any on this map, and we can't rely on a mood to push our smiths to legendary. So we have to craft weapons to grind experience for the smiths, and it costs a lot of ressources, especially considering blacksmithing is divided into three or four skills. And the idea of making masterwork weapons is...actually super attractive to me
Hence my suggestion. Spears for edged, dealer's choice for blunt since at least according to the wiki, the bulk of metals perform pretty similarly with the exception of silver, adamantine, and other ornamental heavy metals in that capacity.
Did the embark list any kind of metal on the map? May just be super far down tetrahedrite, galena, or sphalerite, though that'd be understandably... Less than a desirable place for humans to go, for more than very quick expeditions, especially if that's all that's down there - lot of risk for relatively little reward if that's what's down there.
Post by: TD1 on October 01, 2019, 03:12:15 am
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on October 01, 2019, 04:23:00 am
Btw cathar awesome work yet again; you ever do any dungeon mastering in DnD?
Post by: Cathar on October 01, 2019, 07:57:37 am
For metals... I don't think so. I remember sand and clay, which we found, flux as well but it's useless to us, and... I think that's all. We're trading metal in, I don't think we can mine it here.
Spoiler: As for dungeon mastering (click to show/hide)
Post by: Splint on October 01, 2019, 08:34:32 am
I'm not some filthy, money grubbing gnome in disguise, I swear.
Post by: Cathar on October 15, 2019, 07:43:49 pm
But I can't stall forever, so here we go.
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Fall 146 started out relatively well. With the tavern now being fully functionnal, the people of the Aconilun could at last begin to relax, recite poetry, sing and dance. Because Kimaeslo Ori had now a significant part of its population being members of the trader's guild, imported forms of art were also performed. During the days, work was bearable, and people were having fun in the evening. At last, it appeared, Kimaeslo Ori was on its track to become the happy bridgetown it was meant to be. Let what happened during the second half of year 146 be a cautionnary tale on the dangers of laszyness and alcohol abuse for the generations to come.
First of all, the rhesus macaques attacked again. While this isn't usually too big of a deal, the current state of the bridge is so that a confrontation on it would likely result in drownings. To avoid unecessary casualties, the warbell was rang and people ordered to rejoin their houses. Eventually, things turned out well : the group of monkey managed to encircle and kill a puppy who was playing on the other side of the bridge, but as soon as they crossed, they were ambushed by a group of civilians and promptly dispatched.
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Hasbun ripped the throat of one of those barehand, while Ebkusa, a wandering knight who served in in Thomocemir's army, crushed the head of another. Surviving macaques ran away on their tiny legs and the crisis was lifted.
The next days were carefree, and passed without really thinking about anything but the daily meniar chores, patrols over the limits of our territory to prevent ambushes, and evening spent hammered at the tavern.
Then disaster struck.
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There was indeed a variable that was neglected by the Aconilun. They were so accustomed to their relatively luxurious train of life that they never thought they could, one day, lack the bare necessity of life. This however happened one day of mid fall ; Bannic came in the tavern, walking as fast as he could on his crutch : the alcohol stock wete almost empty.
This was an absolute disaster ; as Kimaeslo Ori was a seaside town, it had no access to clean drinking water. Emergency solution were devised and for a few days, the village looked like an anthill – people were collecting plants in the forest, fields were extended, additional stills were installed. That alone, however, proved too little too late to counteract the now acquired habits of a drunken population …
However the subterran world was forbidden, a couple of villagers braved the interdiction. A couple did not came back – Hasbun and two kids were soon declared dead. They were killed by alcohol, if you will.
Bodyless burials have yet to be ceremonialized.
The winter was mostly spent trying to prevent this set of events to snowball into a complete destruction of the village ; as it very well could.
With Hasbun's death and the disappearance of two kids, that is now three families that are grieving in the village. The mood was just getting better in the summer, now it's reaching rock bottom at high speed.
Luckily, at the end of winter, alcohol supplies were growing again. We now need to make burrows to insure people stop throwing themselves into the subterran river, as apparently simply locking doors do not function.
This is not Kimaeslo Ori's proudest moment, but we'll push through.
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Post by: Splint on October 15, 2019, 07:59:58 pm
I'd personally favor an expedition into the depths to try and find the lost people - they can't have gone far if there's a lake with potable water down there everyone in town knows about, and it may be possible to exact justice on their killers since barring getting stuck in trees.... Again... Something almost certainly killed them. Could use the expedition to scout for a makeshift cistern as well, cutting and clearing stuff to make what amounts to an artificial pond fed by the cavern lake with a chute going down to it for a well.
Would need to probably install the well in the barracks and it'd take a while to run the bucket down and up, but it'd be better than losing people to the things down there because they got slightly thirsty and "oh, someone's using the barrels right now, guess I'll go into the caverns and be eaten by giant olms." A bridge can be secured in a way to block access if the need arises so things can't fly up the well and menace people too.
I personally find "went missing" on headstones to be... Disgraceful feels like far too strong a word, but it makes it look like the local leadership didn't care enough to find out what happened to them and if possible, enact retribution, or like the people are lying to themselves.
Post by: Zefermcdwarfpants on October 15, 2019, 08:19:43 pm
Post by: Haspen on October 16, 2019, 12:07:49 am
I'm a bit sad.
Post by: Cathar on October 16, 2019, 11:16:01 am
It's not that we don't care, it's just we don't want to throw more bodies at the problem. The well is a good idea, but placing it in the barracks is a recipy for disaster, as it is only a matter of time before someone dodges into it.
Distilling salt water is also possible, but actually not less dangerous, my last try with pump stacks resulted in catastrophe in my test fort.
For now the priority is to avoid more casualties so I will... make a giant burrow, that will take time, but effectively condamn the forbidden part of the cavern. We also need to expend the fields a lot and to get more brewers.
Post by: Splint on October 16, 2019, 01:47:10 pm
I know, I'm sorry... I tried to save them, and actually managed to save some of them ; I only lost three all things considered. If I wasn't clear, they died by drowning, which explains why I couldn't manage an expedition. They were ejected to the very bottom of the first cavern by the current.Yeah, the wording made me think they went down there through an overlooked access point and got killed by something or stuck in trees. If you can get someone down there to actually confirm their deaths (after they've decomposed preferably,) at least they'll have the proper information on their headstones.
It's not that we don't care, it's just we don't want to throw more bodies at the problem. The well is a good idea, but placing it in the barracks is a recipe for disaster, as it is only a matter of time before someone dodges into it.
I've certainly felt the pain of needing to fish people out of ponds or rivers with DFhack or during winter freezes when they do a stupid. ::)
As to the well, could construct a new barracks outside, or partition a possible well access apart from the main barracks and dig out a new tunnel to the partition, which at least in theory would prevent anyone from deciding they're tired of life and dodging into the damned thing.
I only suggest in the barracks because it looked like the Militia is put up in the original shelter that was dug into the fire clay hillside or wherever it was. Unless that was changed and I missed that.
Post by: Sir Knight on October 18, 2019, 09:05:11 pm
Which is frustrating, I acknowledge. And it ended in at least one death. But to reference Night Vale, "if we had to shut down the town for every [derailing] event that at least one death could be attributed to, we'd never have time to do anything, right?"
Post by: HakuryuVision on November 04, 2019, 12:03:50 am
Welp, rest in peace, Hasbun the cook -the first of our seven founders to die.
I took the freedom to come up with a fitting engraving for her slab (gore warning);
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Rest in peace, you magnificent monkey-murdering-masterchef.
You and your food shall be dearly missed.
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I still like to imagine she was the one to come up with the 'forgotten treats' snack.
edit: How is Joakim doing? : (
Post by: Cathar on November 04, 2019, 12:45:39 pm
Post by: Haspen on November 04, 2019, 01:58:10 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on November 04, 2019, 08:10:38 pm
'Joakim; the heartbroken fighter'
: P
Post by: Cathar on January 05, 2020, 01:08:05 pm
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The raids
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Back in the days, Bugikawe was a prosperous trading city, making use of its extensive lakewide navy to transport good northward and southward, notabily shortening and securing the commerce between the dwarven kingdoms of Kodsakzul and Lalrigoth aswell as the other small local human kingdoms. Back before it was sacked by the expending empire of Ansgekstozu, Bugikawe stood as a shining exemple of what the cooperation between people of different races and origin could achieve.
It was however not to last, as it soon became the target of Ansgekstozu and finally ransacked in year 130. Left without a standing army nor any legitimate government, Bugikawe is now functionally a free city like Edetledir, relying on a class of mercenaries and adventurers to protect itself against elven incursions.
Pevit was a man of Egapesor upbringing, born in Bugikawe in year 71, years before the fall of the city, as the second child out of a siblinghood of seven. As both of his parents were professional fighters, the little Pevit was seemingly destined to follow in his parents footsteps and become a maceman to the service of the city of Bugikawe. It was however not to happen – as in year 79, he was captured by a snatcher of Osme and brought back to the dungeon of Bosangasma.
Pevit was however a smart and adaptable kid, as Egapesor kids often are. He was taught the trade of dyer by his new goblin masters and soon learnt the ways of his new environment. He met and fell in love with another Egapesor abductee of the name of Usmen – a danser and swordswoman - and both of them married in year 107. In year 108, their first daughter was born.
The girl was given an Osmite name, Strodno. Her mother taught her how to fight and how to dance, and the young girl was extremely receptive. She soon met a gnoll by the name of Alatha who having just finished his own apprenticeship, proposed to teach her further. Strodno accepted, and master and apprentice moved to the recently founded pits of Azstrogstam in year 125.
In year 130 however, as she was travelling outside of the pits, she met face to face with a group of pearlite adventurers and was slain. That group turned out to be the second reserve squad of Tetzobsha, performing reconnaissance for the city of Edetledir.
When the new arrived to Pevit, the man was struck by grief. However with two other living children and local politics in Bosangasma, Pevit decided to bide his time. No less than seventeen years passed. Now his wife had passed away and their two other children became poets and bards and left home. Pevit was an old man with ressources and time at hand – for him, it was now time to settle scores.
He knew for a couple years that the ex leader of the second reserve squad, Luki Usupim, elected residence in the recently founded village of Kimaeslo Ori. He sent his own recon team, studied maps and gathered his retinue. When he attacked in the fourth of June, he was completely ready and left nothing to luck.
They arrived soon after midnight – their original plan was probably to force a bridge battle, but as they were spotted soon enough, Hauben managed to organize an emergency defense force and cross the bridge to fight on stable ground.
Before Luki's squad was less heavily armored and mostly awake at the time of the day, they crossed the bridge first and secured a foothold, waiting for the main forces. However, this was playing right in Pevit's hand, as his forces quickly encircled the detached squad.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddij7lj-105f3c53-e145-4d57-9976-da44ed543365.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRpajdsai0xMDVmM2M1My1lMTQ1LTRkNTctOTk3Ni1kYTQ0ZWQ1NDMzNjUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.bETc2EjgSSPysSwe33KwVXDYnzaPttDqEX434Tzpzw0)
Soon, Luki was separated from her team and left to fend off for herself against four opponents.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddithvi-842d22d6-2fd0-428a-91fe-b3ae34035f58.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRpdGh2aS04NDJkMjJkNi0yZmQwLTQyOGEtOTFmZS1iM2FlMzQwMzVmNTguanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.GOrlbjNlL-xVOXHeqZS46IdEbD08HT0szzxtNOQ-8f0)
An arrow to the arm made her unable to defend herself. A goblin armed with a silver chained whip approached her, and a second after, it was done. Luki, the hero of 130, the dragon slayer, the captain of the second reserve of Tetzobsha, would wander the forests of Minbazkar no longer.
Of course the wind changed once Hauben crossed the bridge. The goblins were driven off, and Pevit was slain. No doubt the old man knew he wasn't to come back from his foolish attack – he came to bring Luki to hell with him and in that, he had succeed.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddjpyv7-2db0b3cd-0b6c-49b2-9a79-a8ef74add05c.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRqcHl2Ny0yZGIwYjNjZC0wYjZjLTQ5YjItOWE3OS1hOGVmNzRhZGQwNWMuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.TE_NeLiUPsoxhNxcrj0Fcz4n-4rDurXAK_S6kgt50Ic)
Even tho it was a victory, the death of the hero of the kingdom starts to weight its mass on the already wavering morale in Kimaeslo Ori. The future looks very bleak.
Post by: Haspen on January 05, 2020, 01:16:13 pm
...who was she again? owo
Post by: Cathar on January 05, 2020, 01:31:43 pm
Luki was an adventurer that I made some...2.5 years ago ? It was year 130 in game. In her life she was used mostly to explore and map out the continent, slaying some semi megabeasts, fighting off bandits. She also murdered an elven prince, setting in motions a machine that will lead to the war between Pilalene and Mong Kima, and the destruction of the western fort of Tetzobsha
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/db37sde-d1d9e8d7-5360-45fe-bff7-109eb943932e.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGIzN3NkZS1kMWQ5ZThkNy01MzYwLTQ1ZmUtYmZmNy0xMDllYjk0MzkzMmUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.075diA9Oy3P3tTrooSocK666HkAUfNQ4QZxVJxvzbtU)
Old character that may only have relevance for me tho.
Post by: Haspen on January 05, 2020, 01:34:21 pm
Geez, is the thread that old?
Post by: Cathar on January 05, 2020, 01:37:13 pm
Post by: MadMonkey on January 05, 2020, 01:52:55 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on January 06, 2020, 04:38:11 pm
If not . . . nooooo, not the persistent character!
Otherwise, I'm still fine with how much time it takes you to get things ready to your standards. I've waited longer for webcomics, you know.
And otherwise-otherwise:
She soon met a gnoll by the name of Alatha
Gnoll?
Post by: PlumpHelmetMan on January 06, 2020, 05:19:50 pm
Post by: Sarrak on January 07, 2020, 04:15:06 am
It was a long way for her to go and I’d say she finished it as well as she lived!
Loved the story of revenge you had weaved here, does make situation more dramatic for both sides of conflict.
And it confirms once again, enemy archers are a pain to deal with.
Post by: Splint on January 07, 2020, 04:47:02 pm
Post by: Haspen on January 07, 2020, 05:04:27 pm
And it confirms once again, enemy archers are a pain to deal with.
Nah, she was simply unluki.
Post by: Splint on January 07, 2020, 05:37:06 pm
That has to be the worst pun I've heard in months.And it confirms once again, enemy archers are a pain to deal with.
Nah, she was simply unluki.
Post by: Cathar on January 08, 2020, 07:33:19 am
Nah, she was simply unluki.pffffffft
The art style is getting better and better!
Only just realized a new update had been posted - well done my man.Thanks a lot, expect even more improvements in the next update. I've been working my style in Mount WuDang for a couple months
Had it been your intention to let Luki get old and "retire" soon, one way or another? If so, then I'm glad you managed to complete the story.I usually "go with the flow" and so do most of my characters. Luki's life mission has been completed to her eyes. I mean she did slay a dragon, you can't really top that ; and she had no interest in power nor in politics. At this point in her life, she had zero ambition left and would spend her time strolling in the forests around the interior sea. 47 years old is a bit young to die, but her life was filled, she's a part of history and she could pass on her weapon science to people, so she'll live on like that
Maybe "gnoll" just means "hyena man" in this case? Would fit in with Cathar's fondness for flavouring vanilla DF elements in ways that make them seem more cohesive and interesting.Yes, exactly. That's precisely what I'm doing.
Except it's a dingo man...but yeah functionally it's a gnoll. He's still alive by the way. Meeting him is in the specter of possibilities
Farewell, Luki :'(
It was a long way for her to go and I’d say she finished it as well as she lived!
Loved the story of revenge you had weaved here, does make situation more dramatic for both sides of conflict.
And it confirms once again, enemy archers are a pain to deal with.
After so much time passed in this world I just can't see things in terms of "good" and "evil"... It's hard for me to kill even an enemy officer because you soon see where they are come from, and most of the time they have good sides to them.
And yeah archers and bridges are a recipy for absolute catastrophe. I need to widen that bridge asap
Lots of things happened in the summer, and I'll need input for an important decision to take about an issue concerning a dorfed character. Also, without spoiler, summer 147 brings closure to another old story
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 12, 2020, 11:05:48 pm
But i guess 'it was inevitable.'
Whoa, i think you mentioned Luki a few times before, didn't know about the whole dragon slaying thing. (-or probably forgot).
I think i need to draw some Luki-fanart next time.
...speaking of, i drew this in october last year (around the time after Hasbun died) , wanted to share this earlier but kind of forgot about this.
-Sorry!
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2c520bb9-7a32-4874-90e9-aa80f4230be7/ddo94kf-a6a90532-e27d-4ca1-b09d-a285806cfaec.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJjNTIwYmI5LTdhMzItNDg3NC05MGU5LWFhODBmNDIzMGJlN1wvZGRvOTRrZi1hNmE5MDUzMi1lMjdkLTRjYTEtYjA5ZC1hMjg1ODA2Y2ZhZWMucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.H0ONqIkKSy7ONONJVZTT0YSdfTmpMNZ_TF66Bv_onHo)
The 7 founders- minus Hasbun. (R.I.P.)
-Yes, i know. Hauben ended up looking like an early DBZ villain.
Also sorry about the Street Fighter reference. >__>°
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Was Luki the only one who died during the fight?
How is the rest of the village holding up?
Post by: Haspen on January 13, 2020, 01:08:37 am
-Yes, i know. Hauben ended up looking like an early DBZ villain.
Also sorry about the Street Fighter reference. >__>°
I don't understand how's this a problem, especially that the art is awesome :P
Post by: TD1 on January 13, 2020, 04:46:04 am
the art is awesome :P
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 16, 2020, 08:57:01 pm
-Yes, i know. Hauben ended up looking like an early DBZ villain.
Also sorry about the Street Fighter reference. >__>°
I don't understand how's this a problem, especially that the art is awesome :P
Maybe i've become too self-aware about references and memes.
Post by: Cathar on January 31, 2020, 11:56:43 am
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The battle was over. Even if the troops of Pevit only took the life of one person, the shock it sent through the village was soon felt very hard. Until recently, death has been hitting quite sparingly the town of Kimaeslo Ori. Discontentment was few and far between ; the pouring rain and the monkey raids were a source of general annoyance. But now that it was made clear that Osme and its officers had painted a target on their village, the people of Aconilun were starting to freak out pretty badly.
If the gods had given the bridge a few years of peace, those years were now over and their resolve was clearly tested.
The guild arrived to Kimaeslo Ori the first of July, under the command of Uquur, as per usual.
Their visit is usually an occasion to celebrate, as the guild brings goods and trinkets from all over the country – moreover, as it is the most reliable group of travellers in Mong Kima, they are often tasked with poor people's correspondances, making them an effective link between far away families and friends.
This year however, was quite different.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddouz6h-c2d968fc-9b5e-4c47-aee4-31de719e9670.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRvdXo2aC1jMmQ5NjhmYy05YjVlLTRjNDctYWVlNC0zMWRlNzE5ZTk2NzAuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.lmrNGU2wtX9K5wXALePMWZOXwTHdSWyghOgxLp_Mkkw)
Uquur discussed rates with Toki for a good hour, then aimed directly for the castle where she met Lady Sug to share quite worring news.
Far in the north she said, the goblin empire of Ansgekstozu was in complete disaray. Since the troops of Osme slain their Empress, they have fallen into a state of general panic that other local kingdoms exploited to reduce them further. Even if pearlites do not shed tears for fallen goblins, it was a common understanding that the empire of Ansgekstozu and Osme Stobûb were – more or less – keeping each other in check.
Now with Ansgekstozu functionally gone (with less than 700 heads), an intensification of Osmite raids was to be expected.
The merchants stayed in Kimaeslo Ori for a few days, but their visit was shorter than usual. An incident – a brawl near the market place I believe, hurried them out. To ensure their further cooperation, offering them a gift may be a good idea next year.
Then, it happened.
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During the night of the 17 of July, Caslu – a seven years old child of Lady Sug and Lord Jalew – was out playing with his dog near the castle when he heard a terrible roar. Terrified, he looked around him and started to scream, waking up the whole village. Soon after, the war bell was ringing, the militia called and the population hurried inside to shelter themselves.
It was the plague of Mong Kima : a child of Pasmug.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddp4imn-31b37379-92ae-4f0c-ba4e-2606a02af6f3.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRwNGltbi0zMWIzNzM3OS05MmFlLTRmMGMtYmE0ZS0yNjA2YTAyYWY2ZjMuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ijMXsLMNb8d26LKvCW_FXS6K_-x0_-x_nZwx8VWud3Y)
A monitor lizard twisted into human form – its sandy taupe scales were jagged and overlapping. The people of Kimaeslo Ori knew how dangerous those things are, and the veterans of Thomocemir could almost recognize that specific werebeast.
(https://i.imgur.com/pjgdlBl.png)
Hustrà was the wife of Thomocemir's doctor, Zothoabo. She had been infected by the curse seven years prior, hidden from the population inside a secret house made inside the town's bridge. There, she would be safe from other and from herself – her montly transformation made unconsequential.
Spoiler: Blast From the Past (click to show/hide)
The kid's young dog threw himself at the monster ; followed by a couple of war dogs that were parolling nearby. Hustrà made short work of them, but their sacrifice allowed Caslu to take shelter inside the inn. The militia was closing in, but not quick enough ; Hustrà managed to put her claws on another child, lost in the general confusion.
This kid, Gorbe, the son of a scribe, died very quickly. Hustrà stood over her prey for a moment, before the militia ran into her. The monster soon was cornered by Hauben's macemen in a small alley, and Dik, a militia woman, stroke her once in the head with her morningstar.
Hustrà died instantly, her skull shattered and the weapon's bronze spikes firmly anchored into her brain.
The next morning was a difficult experience for the village. A kid had died graphically, and Hustrà, as monstruous a form she had during the night, was a most beloved figure of Thomocemir. A tragedy difficult to fathom for the comparatively soft people of the Aconilun.
Burrials were made to accomodate the two bodies.
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The following days were the theater of more tragedies as the town is slowly spiralling into chaos. Three animal trainers, Fanu, Ricgo and Esqu (one of the founders) fell into melancholy after witnessing the death of the dogs they trained. Altho those were war animals, one cannot really help but grow attached to them. Fanu and Ricgo were hit the hardest ; they stopped feeding themselves and died soon after.
Esqu however entered into a destructive rage and destroyed the fields, an action that would soon lead to an alcohol shortage – more on that later.
Gram captured him and send him to a jail he had just finished amenaging in the castle. Esqu just stopped being himself and would only mumble incoherently.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddpcnni-e4df3388-69c3-45da-bfba-6ead70fce05b.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRwY25uaS1lNGRmMzM4OC02OWMzLTQ1ZGEtYmZiYS02ZWFkNzBmY2UwNWIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.mhmf5JT83kZXB5rpI1Hs7uZpZjHNB9Hx5CcF2CPFt9o)
Inside the jail, his state seemed to improve a bit. People were feeding and otherwise taking great care of him. For a time, his recovery was in the realm of possibilities. But soon after, he was released and fell back into deep depression. He died of thirst the 7 september 147.
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A bit earlier, the 26 August, there was another incident – Dengusa, the coppersmith, and Cusith, and old weaver lady, had a drunk argument in the tavern. While those things happen regularly, the argument was more heated than usual and soon escalated into a fight. A fight during wich an enraged Dengusa delivered a hit more powerful than perhaps he should.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddnxwdz-498d65a7-0202-4e2c-ae90-aa8ca7adf782.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRueHdkei00OThkNjVhNy0wMjAyLTRlMmMtYWU5MC1hYThjYTdhZGY3ODIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.JoGRy8S_WAYOP3O5m2jlQ6tpITw8jxDetUy5o7U11KU)
Cusith was hurried to the doctor but bled out soon after.
Now, the incident is not closed yet, but I want opinions to decide the course of action.
See, Dengusa is an important figure of the village. He is the best weaponsmith of Kimaeslo Ori, and possibly of the kingdom. Moreover, he is the grandson of the local lord. Cusith in comparison, was an old and easily replacable weaver. Not bringing Dengusa to trial may be percieved (and rightly so) as favoritism, but bringing him to trial runs a very real risk that he be executed or beaten to death. Or he could go to jail and be forgiven...
Should we send Dengusa to trial ?
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In other news, constructions continue to progress. A well has been made above the aquifer, which gives us – in principle – an infinite amount of water for emergencies, and a real barracks has been made on the other side of the bridge, to act as a blockhaus in case of Osmite invasions.
The next projects are the construction of a library – a necessity to stop the tantrum spiral. We are also thinking about training invasion squads to start to clap back at the empire of Osme.
The gods help us
(https://i.imgur.com/sDRrOFJ.png)
Post by: Splint on January 31, 2020, 04:17:19 pm
So it's not lingering in the case files, the best OOC course of action though would probably be to give that smith a helmet and maybe body armor and hope the town watch doesn't hit him in the head too hard. He can heal from broken kneecaps or shattered wrists, a broken neck or both of his lungs getting punctured, not so much.
As to training invasion squads, I'd advise against it. Apparently there's a serious bug that far as I can tell, hasn't been fixed regarding equipment on raiding squads that sometimes happens.
Post by: Haspen on January 31, 2020, 04:36:55 pm
Just lemme get popcorn first.
Post by: Cathar on February 03, 2020, 10:42:50 am
I also hear about not invading, but...we really ough to. We need to reconquer Tetzobsha and if possible retake some other territories lost during the war, and since we can train a lot of people who would otherwise go berserk in Kimaeslo Ori, I really thing we should - bug or not. We can keep Hauben and his squad in defense tho
Post by: Sir Knight on February 04, 2020, 11:36:30 pm
I'm torn between two reactions:
1. No, such terrible things for my character!
2. What's important here is this: did I name the slaying weapon??
I see that a real vote here is too late, but I suppose I'd go with the justice thing. To a large extent because I really like seeing those systems used in-game. I haven't yet had accidental deaths from justice . . . though I have had a potential recipient of justice kill the one delivering the justice before it could be done.
Also, I feel like I may need to go back through all the art and keep copies of scenes where I appeared. This sort of thing delights me. (P.S.: This update, again, was a delight.)
Post by: Splint on February 04, 2020, 11:57:11 pm
I also hear about not invading, but...we really ough to. We need to reconquer Tetzobsha and if possible retake some other territories lost during the war, and since we can train a lot of people who would otherwise go berserk in Kimaeslo Ori, I really thing we should - bug or not. We can keep Hauben and his squad in defense tho
If the goal is strict conquest with people we'll never see again or care about, then I *do* support a war of reconquest. Can even spin it as the leadership sending people to us for the express purpose of raising a new army in (relative) safety. I'd still be mindful of the corrupt inventory bug though, since to get these units up to where they can handle themselves, they'll need to be sent against piss-weak sites for the sergeants to gain enough military tactics skill to retake lost villages and cities.
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 06, 2020, 07:36:07 pm
Reading much earlier in the thread, I noticed that bright red hair was uncommon but present among the humans of Mong Kima. Could I request a human with red hair be nicknamed "Flame" after the bright color of their hair?
Post by: Cathar on February 07, 2020, 04:22:10 pm
If the goal is strict conquest with people we'll never see again or care about, then I *do* support a war of reconquest. Can even spin it as the leadership sending people to us for the express purpose of raising a new army in (relative) safety.Well yeah, the goal would be to negate the "chip damage" the country gets over time from its immediate enemies (Osme in the east and Pilalene in the west). Most of the time, Mong Kima repels the enemy with little loss, but sometimes we lose a city on a bad roll, and we can never get it back if we're not proactive.
There are also other war issues that we need discussing like the status of the city of Edetledir, but maybe one thing at a time
I remember seeing this thread in the catalogue a while ago and thinking nothing of it. But seeing its staying power, and after opening it, the fantastic art, I decided to give it a read. Cathar, your art is amazing and your storytelling is enthralling. I may not post much, but I never really leave, so I hope you continue this wonderful story.
Reading much earlier in the thread, I noticed that bright red hair was uncommon but present among the humans of Mong Kima. Could I request a human with red hair be nicknamed "Flame" after the bright color of their hair?
Ultimately I do that because I'm passionate about my world and my little virtual people, but this kind of message makes my day regardless. I'll the same as for Zefer and dorf (or humane, or whatever) you as a near adulthood kid, so you can pick their profession freely. I assume that for the bright red, you mean either burnt sienna (base orange) or chesnut (base pink - pale red), which are both very common for pearlites ? Also yes, we're a country of redheads, with pale taupe skin and ecru eyes c:
Wow. Agh!
I'm torn between two reactions:
1. No, such terrible things for my character!
2. What's important here is this: did I name the slaying weapon??
I see that a real vote here is too late, but I suppose I'd go with the justice thing. To a large extent because I really like seeing those systems used in-game. I haven't yet had accidental deaths from justice . . . though I have had a potential recipient of justice kill the one delivering the justice before it could be done.
Also, I feel like I may need to go back through all the art and keep copies of scenes where I appeared. This sort of thing delights me. (P.S.: This update, again, was a delight.)
Without spoilering too much, Dengusa didn't nicknamed the weapon BUT some of his crafts were actually nicknamed by the military, and very, very precious blades have been produced. I'll tell everything in the next story post
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 07, 2020, 04:37:42 pm
Also, I forgot to mention this, but I'm an avid legends diver myself. I can totally look through Mong Kima's history and write about cool nuggets I find.
Post by: HakuryuVision on February 08, 2020, 08:01:59 pm
...because Dwarf Fortress.
R.I.P. 'Monkey Punch', your courageous fists of justice will be missed.
And yeah, i think becoming more involved in the war (or rather; fighting back) is for the best, being sandwiched between two hostile nations can't be good for our beloved pearlites.
Nice work! I especially like the picture with Dengusa and Cusith, really digging the warm light coming out of the building lighting Dengusa from behind in the dark.
Post by: Cathar on February 09, 2020, 02:16:56 pm
Also, alas, we are losing people left and right and need to be ready to lose more people. Toki, Hauben and Bannic are going great...!
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Fall and Winter 147
On how and why Dengusa was killed
It may at first sound strange, to reduce six months of time in our very lively village to a single happening, but not only the fate of our coppersmith occupied most of our effort, every single event of note was tied to it. It also illustrate that no ammount of care, good will and attention is enough to counteract fate.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddpypuc-2b1ee70c-05e2-4865-b3b5-f693e2ac5d08.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRweXB1Yy0yYjFlZTcwYy0wNWUyLTQ4NjUtYjNiNS1mNjkzZTJhYzVkMDguanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.xnt205AZ74Jz1VkJ2kMYdluvqKa24ph-eDzztYi7HCk)
Because the community grew a lot since the first settlers of Kimaeslo Ori, the previous policy of « letting things slide » was no more tenable. With over one hundred souls in the fort, the Aconilun could simply not count of everyone's good will and natural willingness to cooperate for things to smooth over. It was only natural therefore, that people would look toward Lady Sug and Hearthcaptain Gram to maintain justice and good order within the town.
Earlier this year, Ari-Taskmo, the glassmaker and horse enthousiast, already had been tried for multiple counts of disorderly conducts, vandalism and destruction of property – and was subsequently sentenced to a serie of beatings a month behind bars. Other, like Lucmen the wood burner, Ramet – a farmer – and Cek the carpenter were also charged for violence toward fellow pearlites and animals. They received beatings and days in prison to calm down.
The old ways of maintaining order simply would not work anymore. Without the steady hand of the law, the community would now fall apart.
However when Dengusa was captured and brough to a public trial, the judge – Lady Sug, his maternal grandmother – decided for a light punishment. Altho Dengusa killed Cusith, he didn't meant to, and was sincerely remorseful, and the count of murder was retrograded to a count of disorderly conduct.
Tho if Dengusa avoided jail, he did not avoid the public beating, and his punishment left him with a couple broken bones and some internal bleedings that send him directly to the hospital.
Not wanting her grandson to suffer more than he needed to, Lady Sug ressuplied the hospital in consumables, and ordered the installation of a surgical table and a traction bench.
The wounded coppersmith would then spend fall in his hospital bed, being cared for by a couple of doctors.
Outside of the hospital, life continued however. Masons started to widen the bridge and ressources were spent to build a small library – as Aconilun members expressed the desire to partake in abstract thinking. Jalew decided to retire from mining and became Kimaeslo Ori's dedicated scholar, while Lastret, who has been a scribe in Tetzobsha and Thomocemir back in her years, resumed her occupation as a copist.
The rest of Autumn was rather uneventful, as Autumns often are in Mong Kima.
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Days became weeks and weeks became months. Soon, winter was upon the little town. The second infantry squad was given some weeks off, notably to allow Dengusa to see his husband and keep his morale up.
One day, Dengusa called for the medic inside the hospital. He had asked for water, a couple hours ago, but the nurse – a lady by the name of Mubo – did not came back yet.
Joakim, who was a member of the second infantry squad, was available and volonteered to go and check on her. Now, the well is located a bit below the surface, inside of the quartzite mine, so it can feed directly in the pure water of the aquifer.
Being a dozen meters below ground, one does not access this area except for those two activities ; mining quartzite, or fetching water – making it a quite remote and lonely place.
Poor Joakim could but scream for help, when he discovered what happened to Mubo.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddpt0l6-d05bf66c-c9c3-4dc8-aa4a-e4ef2701673d.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRwdDBsNi1kMDViZjY2Yy1jOWMzLTRkYzgtYWE0YS1lNGVmMjcwMTY3M2QuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.-P0rsdf89GRtAVM6do12hSeCnyRNEExgobDwHwYFFT8)
(https://i.imgur.com/Q9crV9Y.png)
Joakim fought as hard as he could and managed seriousely hurt the beast, but when the militia arrived, the creature had already killed him. Joakim will be remembered as someone who gave his life to prevent an old god to leave the underground world, and whose sacrifice allowed the militia to regroup and fight back.
Joakim and Mubo were burried soon after. May Joakim meet his lover Hasbun in the afterlife – and may the people of Kimaeslo Ori come to help to Thrun, Mubo's orphaned two years old daughter.
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Dengusa contracted an infection during his time at the hospital – but early in winter, his bones were mended and he could leave and resume his work. After four to five months spent lying down, Dengusa wanted to do a lot of things. He went to pray, drank to the tavern, spoke to his friends and family, then resumed work. It was at this moment that he forged what is probably the best blade Mong Kima has ever seen.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddq2plq-dfe86f57-dc65-45bb-859e-6bd42ca2f6b2.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRxMnBscS1kZmU4NmY1Ny1kYzY1LTQ1YmItODU5ZS02YmQ0MmNhMmY2YjIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ypwnFsEVyocMY-3ORhcgq6nNlGijxIN_p2tOk0mJJQU)
An exceptional iron blade worths 1500 copper coins. Tho it might look like small change to dwarven smiths, this price is insane for pearlite warriors – as well as a blade that can effortlessly pierce through Osmite copper mail. Dengusa also created spears that are work of art, decorated with gold and other precious metals.
His mood was going back to normal, one step at a time... or so we thought.
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A long, long time ago, in the south western island known as The Land of Confining, a death-fearing lord set in motion the events that would lead to the creation of the weremonitor curse. His name was Cado. He was aging, his lands were under direct threat and he was totally panicked. We shall not insist too much on that figure who asked the gods to curse him – let's just remind ourselves that his path of destruction eventually led him to Thomocemir where he was killed by Birod « The infinite wish of brightness », Uquur's son in year 139.
However, before Cado embarked to his final journey, he had already done a lot of wetwork at home.
Because he thought, at first, that he could control his curse, Cado had tried at multiple occasions to use his newly acquired power against the enemies of his lands, the goblins of Sotukosta ; and altho he inflicted them a great deal of damage, his fights also caused the curse to spread.
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Daughter of two loyal members of the empire of Sotukosta, Atu was but an infant when Cado attacked the pit where her parents lived. The guard was powerless against the beast and the population fled in terror. Cado just had to pick and slaughter the fleeing farmers, sometimes devouring them on the spot.
Atu's parents managed to flee, but in their escape, they lost their daughter, whose path ended up meeting Cado's.
At first, Cado attacked the infant girl bit her, maiming her. Then...we don't know what happened. Maybe the man inside the beast regained some control, maybe he was distracted, or maybe his hunger was satiated. Regardless, Atu survived the encounter – tho she disapeared shortly after.
Atu was now infected by the curse and at the age of three, had to live on her absolute self, hunting small animals to eat and sometimes attacking neighbouring villages to steal small livestock ; going in and out of her lair, a desolate place aptly named « the cave of tragedy ».
In year 147, she was thirty three years old. She had live all her life in complete isolation.
(https://i.imgur.com/VmRksOu.png)
She came from the north and was immediately spotted. The bell ringed immediately. She eyed the chaos taking place in front of her eyes and readied herself to attack the defenseless population.
The Ersi, the axe captain, jumped behind her.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddpqqiy-389894b3-f106-426e-9e6e-741d7626b47c.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRwcXFpeS0zODk4OTRiMy1mMTA2LTQyNmUtOWU2ZS03NDFkNzYyNmI0N2MuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.p48pahn1boj49Y0CTEwpIBhx34idMHZ0lkc4E_gkCu4)
His attack was furious and the rest of the military immediately came to his help. The beast was surrounded and killed in a matter of seconds – this time at least, there was more fear than hurt.
This curse, however was a true blight to the world. Hopefully, it will soon be extinguished.
(https://i.imgur.com/5E8sf2q.png)
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This second attack, however, left a mark on the Aconilun's morale. Gram had totally lost it and was now outside in the snow, mumbling incoherently and refusing to feed himself. Altho we hope he snaps out of it, we do not expect that much. Coffins are being prepared.
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Those events, added to the death of Joakim, the mounting stress and the fragizlized psyche of Dengusa, something broke inside of him aswell.
As he was out praying to Edri for guidance, Ferez (much younger, but technically his uncle) made a snide remark – or had an inappropriate gesture – or we don't really know. This part is confused and people do not give reliable testimonies.
Regardless, Dengusa snapped and hit the teenager in the head, leaving him with an open wound. The temple was in total chaos as everyone feared that Ferez could go the way Cusith went, a couple seasons before – but as people tried to deliberate wether to call the guard or not, lord Jalew decided to intervene.
Jalew was a retired soldier, who had survived the massacre of Kostupu, and his years working in the mine had made him perhaps more brutish than he should have.
The man seized his iron pick, jumped at Dengusa and hit him in the head.
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(https://i.imgur.com/qkL2uWX.png)
(stonesense doesn't work anymore since I installed r3, oh well, Armok Vision will do)
Bonus drawings :
(https://i.imgur.com/IhYrqMP.jpg)
(https://i.imgur.com/Ick7hni.jpg)
Post by: Superdorf on February 09, 2020, 02:27:12 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 09, 2020, 04:27:50 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on February 10, 2020, 10:26:48 pm
R.I.P. Joakim.
He died a brave death, facing a
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BTW, thought you'd like this;
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2c520bb9-7a32-4874-90e9-aa80f4230be7/ddq6pgu-ab107ddf-3506-4174-8183-abf437e09477.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJjNTIwYmI5LTdhMzItNDg3NC05MGU5LWFhODBmNDIzMGJlN1wvZGRxNnBndS1hYjEwN2RkZi0zNTA2LTQxNzQtODE4My1hYmY0MzdlMDk0NzcucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.z7v27wA_zVMKgQYxI2UoElFjesINAS-iT9UGblxCK64)
Post by: Cathar on February 11, 2020, 08:54:13 am
Spring has been played, and there has been some events, but not enough to justify a complete update ; I'll need to find some more stories to flesh it up or else it will look sad.
What else, I am also thinking to upgrade the version after Autumn or Winter 149. I'll keep a backup just in case, but I'd like to finish the decade in version 0.47.
Update in progress!
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 11, 2020, 05:05:21 pm
This world isn't all that interesting.
Pretty much all the interesting history is stuff you've already wrote about. 125 years of worldgen isn't very long, the world isn't very big, and the world was generated before a lot of the interesting legends stuff got put in. There are no vampire tyrants, colossal battles, conquering generals, or legendary heroes. I've always been more of a historian in my approach to legends rather than a storyteller, and this world has me stumped.
Post by: Cathar on February 11, 2020, 05:13:25 pm
Post by: Splint on February 11, 2020, 06:43:53 pm
I mean... okay ? I really don't want to go on yet another "this is not a written kruggsmash video" explanation. You don't have to help if you don't want to help. That's ok; I'll manage, promise.Not trying to start a fight, but he wasn't trying to compare it to one. He was saying the world is apparently bland and uninteresting by DF standards of crazy shit happening - although to be frank, multiple wars in-progress and the repeated werebeast attacks suggest otherwise at least in my opinion. If nothing else there seems to be a plague of apostasy/unchecked monsters/stupidity abounding with those weres still menacing the countryside.
One could even wager that the multiple wars and the civil disruption that entails is leaving the various kingdoms unable to effectively fend off such hazards, as the bulk of thier troops are on campaign or guarding "more important" centers instead of protecting the outlying hillocks, minor retreats, pits, and hamlets.
I've looked through quite a bit of legends, and I've come to a conclusion:The world was also genned with mostly-vanilla files (I think I read somewhere Cathar only did the minimum to make humans playable,) and I'm assuming the world was generated with pop caps, in which case insane/super interesting stuff is simply less likely to happen anyway because populations are limited to draw on for victims, perpetrators, and armies. The super-modded, no-cap worlds I gen at minimum tend to be rife with at least a couple extermination wars and plenty of megabeast/semi-megabeast attacks, and I usually only run a world for between 190 and 240 years - not really all that much longer.
This world isn't all that interesting.
Pretty much all the interesting history is stuff you've already wrote about. 125 years of worldgen isn't very long, the world isn't very big, and the world was generated before a lot of the interesting legends stuff got put in. There are no vampire tyrants, colossal battles, conquering generals, or legendary heroes. I've always been more of a historian in my approach to legends rather than a storyteller, and this world has me stumped.
That being said, it's not that interesting stuff isn't happening - The River Crossing has their civ's first and only cavern breach (albeit under-utilized, again in my opinion,) have killed at least one Forgotten Beast, and have fended off several intrusions. In-universe that'd all be considered a huge deal, it's just not gonna be that remarkable when compared to world-spanning wars of attrition like those that raged in Tholtig Cryptbrain's world, or finding that one guy who made a career out of slaying megabeasts or similar such things.
EDIT: Not trying to start a beef to be clear. Just wanted to offer my two cents here.
Post by: Cathar on February 11, 2020, 06:55:53 pm
I understand people come here expecting stuff like massive battles or century spanning megaprojects or megabeast hunting. And when they discover this is ultimately a thread about a group of people looking for happiness they are disapointed. I'm sorry, I wish I would not disapoint but that is what I want to do.
Edit : With that said if you think there is something to do with the caverns, please say so, I'd be happy to send an expedition or something.
Post by: Splint on February 11, 2020, 07:33:38 pm
Again, that's really just for story purposes, but when you have goods that can't be obtained from your countrymen otherwise, well. Seems the enterprising people here who did set out to build a trading post/way station might be of a mind to take advantage of that good ol' wartime nationalism ("Why should we buy this stuff from dwarven merchants when we can go here and get it from our own people closer to home?")
Post by: Cathar on February 11, 2020, 07:39:52 pm
Oh by the way Splint, since Hauben is your character, do you want to name the squads? At this moment, we have one mace squad under Hauben, an axe squad under Ersi, and a police squand without leader. In the near future we'll also create an attack squad and a scout squad.
Post by: Splint on February 11, 2020, 08:02:33 pm
The Predators - Comprised of legendary hunters.
The Coalmakers - Intended to fight elves.
The Judges - The Fort's police force.
The Plainswalkers - Made up almost exclusively of human mercenaries/citizens
So for say, a cavern squad we could go a bit edgy and call them The Darkwatch (seeing as they're down in the dark, dank, depths, keeping watch for cave critters to bag and bring up,) a team of combat-capable miners The Iron Breakers (for the role miners have in extracting iron ore,) y'know, stuff that might sound cool, intimidating, or descriptive of purpose.
I don't actually know enough about the forces we have other than their accomplishments though, so I'd say go with what you personally think might make sense or sound cool. :)
EDIT: Thoughts on The Brush-stalkers for a scouting squad name?
EDIT II: And whatever we end up with for settled names I'd be happy to make some squad symbols just for an added little story detail on top.
Post by: Cathar on February 13, 2020, 01:18:09 pm
So far the army looks something like that :
• The Sloppy Scratches
Commander : Hauben Cituube
8 macemen
Armor is a mix of bronze and leather.
Weapon made of bronze are a mix of maces and mornigstars
• Stray of Knighting
Captain : Ersi Cuthupundik
7 axemen, 2 swordmen, 1 spearman
Armor is leather, weapons are bronze grade
• The Craddled Posts
Hearthcaptain : Bemta Ngiraidur
4 axemen, 1 spearman
Armor is leather
Police force, unfit for military combat, mostly rooky units
Feel free to rename any of them. They will probably undergo severe restructuration after spring
Post by: Splint on February 13, 2020, 02:07:12 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 13, 2020, 02:25:34 pm
Post by: Splint on February 13, 2020, 02:46:55 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/mDkR8aT.png)
This is the Symbol for Hauben's Squad, the Skull-breakers, so named because it's the only way they'll ever get one-hit-kills generally.Several symbols in mind make use of a skull motif (I have five lined up counting the above, with three making use of a skull,) and I went with the idea of specific paints being used where it makes sense: Red being dominant in the background of this one being because red is the color of the maceman across all cultures for example, and the maces being painted with diluted redroot dye. Blue is used as a show of extravagance, as this community is the only human town with ready access to dimple dye to use for such things.
Post by: Cathar on February 13, 2020, 03:25:42 pm
Post by: Lovechild on February 13, 2020, 03:55:10 pm
Luki's end was sad and somehow really fitting. She tried to walk away from her life of violence, but in the end, it caught up with her.
I'd love to have a human, one not too depressed if possible :) Someone primarily doing work related to the bridge would be cool, maybe a miner or mason. For the name: Sana if female, Shin if male (either is fine).
Post by: Splint on February 13, 2020, 06:10:33 pm
(https://i.imgur.com/UsdBWQr.png)
The Skull-breakers Emblem, a fractured skull, mace, and morningstar. There's only one way for a maceman to score an instant kill after all.
(https://i.imgur.com/FJ5aNvZ.png)
The Peacekeeper Emblem, The hand and scales of justice, and the axes that enforce them.
(https://i.imgur.com/Or9yHYS.png)
The Barksplitters Emblem, depicting the axe that provides vital lumber for human industry.
(https://i.imgur.com/lskdVty.png)
The Brush-stalkers Emblem, hooded and unseen, and presumably using bows as is fitting for scouts, though short swords as back-up weapons probably couldn't hurt.
(https://i.imgur.com/7hkEuaK.png)
The Vengeful Emblem, with a sword piercing a fanged skull that can be interpreted as an elf or goblin skull. An emblem to be shared on squads bound for offensive actions such as hostile reclamation. Members of such squads would ideally be of the retribution-seeking sort.
(https://i.imgur.com/EZQB1DL.png)
And all of them together in one nice package.
The Skull-breakers Emblem, a fractured skull, mace, and morningstar. There's only one way for a maceman to score an instant kill after all.
(https://i.imgur.com/FJ5aNvZ.png)
The Peacekeeper Emblem, The hand and scales of justice, and the axes that enforce them.
(https://i.imgur.com/Or9yHYS.png)
The Barksplitters Emblem, depicting the axe that provides vital lumber for human industry.
(https://i.imgur.com/lskdVty.png)
The Brush-stalkers Emblem, hooded and unseen, and presumably using bows as is fitting for scouts, though short swords as back-up weapons probably couldn't hurt.
(https://i.imgur.com/7hkEuaK.png)
The Vengeful Emblem, with a sword piercing a fanged skull that can be interpreted as an elf or goblin skull. An emblem to be shared on squads bound for offensive actions such as hostile reclamation. Members of such squads would ideally be of the retribution-seeking sort.
(https://i.imgur.com/EZQB1DL.png)
And all of them together in one nice package.
Blue is a dominant color, primarily because each emblem represents what I would imagine to be the dominant profession of various squads, but also because we have the means to produce the colors locally. Other colors come from imported or surface crops, with varying amounts of water, tallow, or oil added in to try and get the desired colors. All of these are designed as door decorations, though simplified forms can be applied to shields, bucklers, and maybe body armor.
Post by: Sir Knight on February 14, 2020, 11:43:01 pm
To be more thorough: I felt a chill looking at the initial "justice" illustration. I presumed I was about to be executed. The fact that the whole scenario continued on, and involved more and more people, is wild. And I thank you for allocating so much update to these things.
Awesome to see such high-quality weaponry, too. Dunno why I'd go about decorating spears; that's just the sort of thing that makes me turn off settings and manage various stockpiles in my forts. ("Put down that spear and start decorating craft goods, darn it!")
And I'm quite concerned about the apparent mental breakdown that the whole town is having. The updated mental simulation seems to mean that an emotional catastrophe is less of a blunt hammer destroying a game as it is an alarming and hard-to-fight menace.
Post by: Splint on February 15, 2020, 12:07:11 am
Wow, I feel honored.
To be more thorough: I felt a chill looking at the initial "justice" illustration. I presumed I was about to be executed. The fact that the whole scenario continued on, and involved more and more people, is wild. And I thank you for allocating so much update to these things.
Awesome to see such high-quality weaponry, too. Dunno why I'd go about decorating spears; that's just the sort of thing that makes me turn off settings and manage various stockpiles in my forts. ("Put down that spear and start decorating craft goods, darn it!")
And I'm quite concerned about the apparent mental breakdown that the whole town is having. The updated mental simulation seems to mean that an emotional catastrophe is less of a blunt hammer destroying a game as it is an alarming and hard-to-fight menace.
There's also unmet needs (some of them likely impossible to meet for one reason or another,) and presumably profoundly negative personality changes also contributing to that slowly spiraling disaster that we may not be 100% aware of. However it seems that v47 toned down just how severely sapient corpses affect morale, so the move over may potentially make things mellow out some from the periodic werebeast/invader corpse shocks the place gets.
Post by: Cathar on February 15, 2020, 10:55:47 am
And I'm quite concerned about the apparent mental breakdown that the whole town is having. The updated mental simulation seems to mean that an emotional catastrophe is less of a blunt hammer destroying a game as it is an alarming and hard-to-fight menace.
I'm sorry for Dengusa, I really tried to save him. I had a little hope when he left hospital and just rushed to filled all his needs, becoming almost instantly focused. But no, he forged a couple of high quality blades and attacked people in the temple... If you ever want another human feel free to ask.
As for the spirale forming more and more clearly, yes ; this spring will be about everything I did to counteract the shadow of death that is looming over us, and we'll update our version early summer instead of late summer. We need to save Kimaeslo Ori :'(
The Skull-breakers Emblem, a fractured skull, mace, and morningstar. There's only one way for a maceman to score an instant kill after all.[...] All of these are designed as door decorations, though simplified forms can be applied to shields, bucklers, and maybe body armor.
That's totally perfect. I most especially want to use them on tactical illustrations for battles and the such. To show where everyone is deployed and give clearer explanations of infort battles. Thank you so much. The squads has been renamed and now are more readable.
I've read through this whole thread again over the last few days. I love this story! The combination of the broad sweep of history, with the details of the lives of the people who get caught up in it.
I'm amazed that you would read the whole story, and I'm very happy someone did :') Thank you.
As soon as the next kid reaches puberty, you're in
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Spring 148
The relative calmness of spring 148 allowed the Aconilun to gather itself and recover from its losses of last year. They were great ; in just a year, it had lost almost ten percent of its population, mostly people who were endeared to the kingdom. The degradation of social order Kimaeslo Ori was to be remedied by a reinforcement of police forces and the augmentation of the number of trials. After a number of trials and adjudications, it was revealed that most of the crimes in the village were commited by mostly farmers ; Mathras, Olo, Noloc, Cek ; few others. The crimes were mostly crimes of despair – vandalism, disorderly condudct and the like.
No crime for profit, not organized crime either. Police activity would be but a bandaid on a problem running deeper in the bridgetown : by in large, people were not happy in Kimaeslo Ori.
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The causes of discontentment were varied. Some were incompressible, such as the inclement weather or the stress to live in a wartorn country.
Those which were not, however, were mostly linked to the infrastructure. There were too few houses, organization was lagging behind the town's growing needs, the production of consumer goods – notably clothing – was too slow and people had difficulties to find activities to unwind.
There was certainly room for improvement – and if the Aconilun was to finish the bridge, it would have to tackle the problem of its worker's misery.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddqgw2x-53c301d9-9ef2-48ed-917e-6b6c2ac031d2.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRxZ3cyeC01M2MzMDFkOS05ZWYyLTQ4ZWQtOTE3ZS02YjZjMmFjMDMxZDIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.Ab-0IV_Zw4vqKS_Jhip6-5ww_GyvynK-DFuEwTd_J0s)
Bannic is still tavern keeping
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Departing peacefully
Rumors said that for now two years, the bridge was haunted by the souls of people unproperly memorialized – specifically the souls of Oli (drowned in 146 in the underground caverns) and Ricgo (died of dehydratation after severe depression in 147). Whether those ghost stories are true or not, the Aconilun's public behaved as if they were, and those wandering spirits were taking a toll on their morale – maybe more than we previously suspected. Something had to be done to console – if not the ghost themselves – at least their grieving relatives.
In the year 148, there was no organized religious institution in the bridgetown. The closest thing to a connection to the afterlife the village had was a small temple, cared for the population, where people would come and pray individually to their patron god. One would come to the temple, ask for guidance to their patron and leave with the feeling of having been listened to. For more complex offices such as burrials, the family and friends of the deceased would make council among themselves to decide of the rites. This was enough – for the matter of ordinary belief, there was no need for an organized priesthood.
The case of Oli and Ricgo however was however more complex. The bodies of the two could not be retrieved, making the usual rites impossible. This is – people believe – what lead to their rise from the death as restless spirits.
Substituting herself to the would-be priesthood, lady Sug ordered tombstones to be cut and engraved, then added to a small cimetary next to the temple. Makeshift rituals were performed – people gathered with no one really knowing what to do.
Although no one can say for certain it worked or had any effect – the reports of wandering ghosts ceased the day after.
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Trivial pursuits
Another demand that was very expressly communicated to the local lord was the construction of a small library. Some pearlites, it seems, value knowledge. Even tho they are culturally down-to-earth and find little interest in intellectual pursuits, some of our people clearly do not fit their mold and feel the need to read, write, argue and deliberate.
It took time and effort, but in early 148, the library was finished. It was a small building, much smaller than its equivalent in Thomocemir, and Lord Jalew was chosen to be the local scholar – at least for now.
Jalew was litterate, having studied alongside human and dwarven thinkers back in Thomocemir – where the nature of the ground left him few opportunity to express his talents as a miner.
He then spent spring researching and writing some very basic manuals on a variety of topics he knew about, producing the following titles : the History of Opposites and An Exploration of the Sums – essays on mathematics concepts – Commentary on Anatomies – a biology essay – and one psychology manual, Happiness ; the Easy Way.
(https://i.imgur.com/1zt7xd3.png)
Probably not the best topic to write about, while hating yourself after having killed your grandson.
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Out of the caverns
When the Aconilun first set foot on the bit of land that would later become Kimaeslo Ori, they dig some undeground home to protect themselves from the elements. Although they soon built wooden, then stone houses, the need for habitations grew faster than their ability to build them, and so for five years, the undeground facilities were still in use.
Unlike dwarves, humans are not made to live underground. The echoes, the lack of light, the deprivation of oxygen were taking a toll on their nerves. But the most unerving was probably the stench emaning from the butchery.
To produce bones, leather and meat, animals were regularly slaughtered, their skins tanned, their bones made into crafts, bolts and decorations, and their innards prepared and cooked. However, as the granary was becoming full with alcohol, oat bread and other farm goods, the meat often was abandonned in the butchery where it rotted – and as it was undeground without a significant airflow, the whole area soon became embaumed in an abominable odor... and the area was a passageway to access the undeground section of the farm, affecting the farmers the most and explaining – at least in part – their high level of agitation.
The underground butchery was surely destroyed and rebuilt outside.
(https://i.imgur.com/E3eYZ80.png)
New butcher shop, building in progress
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Dealing with criminals
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddqcl51-f781128f-9e84-4959-b0be-3db832e55e2b.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRxY2w1MS1mNzgxMTI4Zi05ZTg0LTQ5NTktYjBiZS0zZGI4MzJlNTVlMmIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.Uq3ANwJK-jB_I-7uVKoXoaxZKCiWpHVtpLO6dfPRk6A)
Hauben and his squad now live in the casemate on the other side of the bridge
Last but not least, it was decided that criminality should be dealt with. Until the problems start to solve themselves and people start to converge toward a harmonious way of life in community, the police would have to get busy and pursue lawbreakers. Now the granary is full and the town acquired a well taking directly from the aquifer – so there is, in fact, some good in the bad – vandalism does not pose a death threat anymore, like it did in the past, but still act as a force opposed to our efforts.
Until we can be certain that the town will not fall apart anymore, both the noblemen and their retainers shall be on top of their game, preventing crime and incarcerating criminals.
Speaking of which, one of the prison's « good client », a farmer man called Lucmen, was recently released from jail. Because he had attacked several people and damaged a couple of shops in an access of rage, he was shown the door and wished good luck to. Lucmen left, but not without stealing a highly valuable pecan cup. Oh well. Our peace of mind worths well over a wooden goblet.
Expelling citizens is something we do not like to do ; it would be much better to acquire additional holdings to which they could be sent and continue to serve the cause of the Aconilun.
Actions toward that goal will have to be undertaken later.
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Of monkey and men
During spring, the rhesus macaques attacked again, but the creatures were now harmless and ineffectual. Two kids, Keth and Oxul, were jumped on by the feral monkeys, but managed to fend them off. The rhesus monkeys managed to kill one of our young dogs before being sent fleeing in the four directlion by the militia, the animals and the general peasantry.
One of the macaques even was captured - those who were killed were butchered and skinned in our new outside butchery.
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(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddq60m0-10e7cc50-ec36-4f02-b61d-154df0582876.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRxNjBtMC0xMGU3Y2M1MC1lYzM2LTRmMDItYjYxZC0xNTRkZjA1ODI4NzYuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.qaAgyMpMPiC6_xKmDw8mXM9HE7LzC185qQLBQDny-v0)
Lastly, the last event in this spring was the yearly visit of the elves of Iferifiyopi. Most of the time, pearlites have little interest in commerce with elves – besides maintaining good neighbourhood relations. To pearlites, elves are dangerous creatures, and commerce is a way to keep them in check. They bring little items of value beyond wood to fuel the furnaces
However, this time they did produce goods the Aconilun was interested in.
Ale, the elven chief trader, proposed two caged jaguars – one male and one female. She also offered a tamed rhesus macaque – a male, while the one captured earlier was a female.
That was two couples of exotic creatures we could assemble this spring. The jaguars, especially, are notorious for being able to be trained as war and hunting creatures. If we can produce a number of them, they would be an excellent addition to the invasion squads we are about to form.
The Aconilun traded some copper weaponry and offered wax and bone crafts to maintain good relations. Hopefully, Iferifiyopi merchants will come again next year with such deals.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddq9lo3-41c5d64c-799f-498b-8e71-a4b71e469da7.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRxOWxvMy00MWM1ZDY0Yy03OTlmLTQ5OGItOGU3MS1hNGI3MWU0NjlkYTcuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.i2pNo51Cq4Qo5CEB5fr0UsFA597sAR20ZvCwalT3Bfg)
Toki is now a legendary appraiser
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Last news of the season ; sadly, Gram did not survived his terminal depression. Condoleances to Toki, to his friends Hauben and Bannic, and to his squadmates. He is replace at the head of the police by Bemta.
Ari-Taskmo, the glassmaker, became mad and his doom is almost certain. He is replaced at the head of the glass industry by Gencesh, his elder son.
(https://i.imgur.com/LkapwIe.png)
Post by: Splint on February 15, 2020, 11:43:56 am
Post by: Haspen on February 15, 2020, 12:05:40 pm
I gotta admit, the bit about the book about happiness got a good chuckle out of me.
Am I a horrible person for chuckling too?
EDIT: Also not sure how u feel aboot it, but can I be re-personized?
Name him Hasabin (or her), maybe one of the rookie police officers?
Post by: Cathar on February 15, 2020, 04:08:00 pm
Also of course you can be repersonized, I actually have the perfect fit. Also maybe I'll do a round of "drawing the reference for everyone" before next update, because shit will hit the fan at mach 3 during summer
Edit : While I'm at it, looking at the Armok Vision's Hauben, I just realized how much of a giant he is. He's really towering two solid heads over other people.
Post by: Cathar on March 11, 2020, 05:51:42 pm
It cannot be said that the six last years spent into the bridgetown of Kimaeslo Ori have been as calm and peaceful as the seven founding members of the Aconilun had envisionner. Indeed, how could have they predicted that what should have been a small bridge and a step-inn would become the theatre of fratricidal violence, exploration of an unknown underground world and epic battles against gigantic scorpio gods ?
The seven, of which only three remained at this point, already had to toughen up and to reevaluate their expectations – but nothing they had seen so far could have prepared them to what was to happen this summer.
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The lovers of the red forest
Bards and scalds of tribes and kingdoms often say that love conquers all ; but the subjects of the crown of pearls know better. A bad marriage, we often say, is always preferable to a hidden relationship – if there is any value to the story about to unfold in the first days of summer 148, it is as a cautionary tale.
Nesik was a bookbinder born in the year 101 – probably in the central settlements. He was a silent and calm man, mostly keeping to himself and attracting little attention. In the year 134, finding nowhere to put his bookbinding skills to use in the kingdom of pearls, he emigrated to Thomocemir where he worked as a farmhand. That is where he met a woman his age by the name of Dacap ; farmer like him.
They talked very ceaselessly during field works and fell in love with each other. In year 138, Thomocemir's library was fully functionnal and Nesik could – at last – put his rare bookbinding skills to great use : he made covers of precious metals to a number of books, including mechanical treaties by wandering dwarf scholars.
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People thought this sudden rise in status would lead to a quick wedding, but nothing happened. Probably Nesik was too shy – years passed and no wedding was announced. Whether Dacap was tired of waiting or she actively decided to branch out, she married Imic, the knight captain of Thomocemir and lord Ryukan's hand man.
Nesik was heartbroken but ultimately accepting. Bookbinder he thought, that was not a profession prestigious enough. In 146, he left Thomocemir and came to Kimaeslo Ori and engaged in the militia immediately.
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(https://i.imgur.com/L9W30GL.png)
It was in the night between the five to six June that they were spotted near the village. To their copper, silk and fur garments, they were quickly identified as Osmite troops, but this time, they were more than the personal retinue of some nobleman. It was a full-on invasion army.
(https://i.imgur.com/cZRIxqm.png)
It was clear that Hauben's squad alone would not be enough to fight such a large force – around 130 footmen – so the squad of Captain Ersi came at dawn to reinforce. The two squads gathered safely between the guard posts until they were ready to fight, and sallied around eight in the morning.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddr79pw-d32f6ba3-5ce0-44fc-b87d-e3857ba9f29a.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRyNzlwdy1kMzJmNmJhMy01Y2UwLTQ0ZmMtYjg3ZC1lMzg1N2JhOWYyOWEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.hEsK4unlc_9XtAiCB98yEF_2qLvH4JG9tqVGAo7A8-s)
Initially, the engagement went in favor of Hauben's forces. They rushed through the enemy lines like a ball of solid lead and broke through them easily. The fight wasn't one-sided ; a couple of militia men received wounds and some were killed, but after the first charge, Osmite troops wavered.
It wasn't to last however.
(https://i.imgur.com/IDj4wkP.png)
Soon enough, they rallied and converged toward the militia's position. Corpses started to pile on the ground, and soon Hauben and his men were forced to fight half burried in dead bodies.
Half of the militia was dead or injured and the Osmite troops kept coming.Dik, one of Hauben most trained macewoman, received an arrow in the chest and fell on the ground. Hauben, tired by now hours of fighting, couldn't lift his mace anymore. However, both kept fighting.
The police force hesitated. They had to do something ; they were rookies, but rookies would make a bigger difference alongside the main army. Under the leadership of captain Bemta, they rallied on the other side of the bridge to prepare the crossing.
When they finally arrived however, it was too late – the battle was over.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddrjnue-a86536cf-b969-455b-ac18-9f6ef6ccd090.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRyam51ZS1hODY1MzZjZi1iOTY5LTQ1NWItYWMxOC05ZjZlZjZjY2QwOTAuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.An1UnUNv67tOZQGyKcL0s9fxdJVqap1yZyQmeBWTdP4)
Dik had an arrow lodged in her lung and could not breath properly. Hauben had multiple injuries, including on his arms and legs – both, among others, were rushed to the hospital and nurses were picked from the population to help with the steady stream of wounded soldiers.
The next day, when the forest was secured again, the farmers started to dig in the mountain of bodies to look for their friends who died valiantly – the body of Nesik was among them.
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What followed was a couple days of mourning in Kimaeslo Ori. The new of the attack would not have left the village that another attack was already in preparation, this time from a totally forgotten enemy : the sky dwarves of Desoruzol.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddrt7sm-44f64753-56e5-4633-887c-5d0abf448259.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRydDdzbS00NGY2NDc1My01NmU1LTQ2MzMtODg3Yy01ZDBhYmY0NDgyNTkuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.hCPE4SMHvCMFFXNnFOUPeSRwEF4l4lxpFftB4HxjvSQ)
They actually did try to attack Thomocemir. We don't know what their motives were – maybe they calculated that the destruction of the shield of the kingdom would leave it exposed to Osmite invasion – without realizing that Thomocemir was protection Desoruzol aswell... or do the sky dwarves hate us so much ?
Regardless, Pathril and his men curbstomped the dwarves and suffered almost no loss – aside two merchants and a bit of cattle. It is good to know that we are not alone in our fight and our compatriots will shed their share of blood aswell.
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(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dds6ks1-1447a9e5-286c-432e-865f-d47ded9c9440.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRzNmtzMS0xNDQ3YTllNS0yODZjLTQzMmUtODY1Zi1kNDdkZWQ5Yzk0NDAuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.xS0HfD1uS-_1pjALEIFa3Q43Bv88MX_UMQYTjWYTfuw)
Between the violence of war and the rampant crime which cause two new murders during the summer, we assisted to the creation of the Jasmuk Innu – the miracle bird (lit. The Alchemy of Lark), the union of farmers. They asked for a place to gather and promote their trade, and because lady Sug immediately took her membership, they were allowed the wooden building whose restoration was immediately ordered.
Alongside the bridge, this is a new construction site we'd have to tackle sooner than later.
What else – the merchants came as every summer. One of their yaks was frightened by the female macaque we captured and stomped her to death. Oh well. They brought their share of tin, which will allow us to start the production of much needed bronze.
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Mishtem was a lone ettin living far in the north east, in what was until recently Ansgeki territory. She lived in relative peace for more than a hundred year, periodically bumping into lone travellers and eating them, otherwise feeding on the local wildlife. She was a dangerous, but reclusive creature who was content of being left alone.
However, the current destruction of the empire of Ansgekstozu by the combined forces of the dwarven kingdom of Bomrek Laltur and the goblin empire of Osme Stobûb forced her out of her hole and down to the south. Fate had it that she went hungry when she bypassed Kimaeslo Ori the 15 of August.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dds42dp-675959f9-fa9e-4fde-b412-f2dd4e7272a2.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRzNDJkcC02NzU5NTlmOS1mYTllLTRmZGUtYjQxMi1mMmRkNGU3MjcyYTIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.vjR1y1dyOrAFeEKQllNuAMj40jeDTIGHV8OH0L206_0)
What could have been a terrible rampage just ended up at the exact demarcation between comedy and tragedy – the poor creature stumbled into the jaguar pen and was jumped by the couple of carnivorous felines. When they heared her screams, Sug and Jalew picked up weapons and rallied the peasantry to surround the beast.
A vigorous lumberjack hacked some of her limbs with a copper greataxe while Jalew stroke her multiple times with his pick.
Mishthem managed to lightly wound a jaguar.
I should not but I feel a bit sad for her, especially considering Ettins are a dying race.
(https://i.imgur.com/gcBycXz.png)
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Bonus dorfings
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddqsfoa-881051fe-4317-4450-bc9f-70713c065253.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRxc2ZvYS04ODEwNTFmZS00MzE3LTQ0NTAtYmM5Zi03MDcxM2MwNjUyNTMuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.cfJi8k-B096BX7BOF9Da_EO5cnE0YDqZtKiA55zoleU)
From left to right : Ferez, Sana, Flame, Hasabin
Post by: Splint on March 11, 2020, 06:16:18 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on March 11, 2020, 07:55:37 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on March 11, 2020, 08:21:33 pm
Your pannels are beginning to look like little beautiful paintings!
Really digging it!
The way you drew every single copper chain in detail, every single hair on their fur-collar, the scratches and engravings on their helmets, those detailed hands (your anatomy is getting REALLY good), dynamic poses and angles...
EYECANDY.
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Oh wow, 2 invasions and 1 semi-megabeast?
I think i've said it before, but i hoped we could live as simple farmers, woodcarvers and bridgebuilders. (that's DF for you.)
-Also wait, isn't that 'Handsome McAwesome-Nose' from your first fortress in the last pannel? He's one of my favorite characters of Mong Kima!!
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
I REALLY liked that character. (Pathril? I think i never was quite sure what his name was)
...i think it's time for some long overdue fanart.
-HakuryuVision withdraws from society...
Post by: Cathar on March 11, 2020, 08:40:16 pm
Thanks a lot guys, means a world to me. For the change of style...that's something I should have done long ago, discarding old methods that were dragging me down. Now I go faster and the results are much better. Improvement !
Also if it's not clear, the invasion from Desoruzol (the sky dwarves) did not target our bridge, but Thomocemir (the old fortress).
The dude with the long nose is indeed called Pathril (Full name Pathril Omaaloc Anarsateth Ucim, or Pathril Walkshaken "Carry-Their-Memory") and is the commander of Thomocemir's army (and also one of my favourite characters)
Post by: HakuryuVision on March 11, 2020, 08:44:23 pm
No wonder they had no chance, the people of Thomocemir are ridiculously strong and battle-hardened. (I remember that kid that took out a huge monster with one single punch)
Good memories.
Post by: Haspen on March 12, 2020, 01:14:38 am
Or was I part of militia that died? :v
Post by: Cathar on March 12, 2020, 09:21:39 am
Post by: Sir Knight on March 12, 2020, 09:26:47 am
A delight to read as always. I don't seem to have inspiration for a replacement "me," still, so I won't request one right now.
Post by: Cathar on March 23, 2020, 05:30:52 am
So what I propose now, is if you people have an idea to flesh out a bit the fall update, please do share so we can spend a bit more time with the characters before they go. Toki and the other character will get a comic page during winter's update detailing their death
Post by: Haspen on March 23, 2020, 08:47:18 am
Post by: HakuryuVision on March 23, 2020, 11:27:30 pm
Considering how the lives of fortress citizens in DF usually go, i think my human lived a good life.
She was a central figure of her settlement, became a master wood crafter, a legendary appraiser, and married a big dwarf-looking guy (who also was the expidition leader for a while).
...i'm just a little nervous about learning HOW she met her end.
Post by: Haspen on March 24, 2020, 01:00:15 am
2. She got in a tantrum fight with a kid and lost.
3. She had to spend time in hospital, was forgotten and died of thirst.
Pick one :P
Post by: Cathar on March 24, 2020, 08:43:12 am
I have a couple ideas on how to portray it, also I will write a small biography for the character, who also was the link between Kimaeslo Ori and the merchant guild, so she has kingdom wide importance
I'll still make a picture/ comic page for fall and post the next update during the week
Post by: Sir Knight on March 28, 2020, 06:37:10 pm
Are there, in fact, cultural dances and stuff that could be done in the fall? (Pretending to have "fall celebrations" sounds like a good idea.)
Post by: Cathar on April 04, 2020, 05:14:07 pm
Last season was pretty wild for the people of the Aconilun. With the attack on Osme professional army, the rampage of the Ettin Mishtem, and the news that the sky dwarfs began their counter attack – as unsuccessful as they were – an omminous ambiance fell on the bridgetown. Something was about to happen and needed to be guarded against...but what ?
Fresh recruits were incorporated in the squads and sent to training, and Ozi, a young kind who had yet to find a profession (incidentally he was Scribe Lastret's son and Flame's older brother), was chosen to be trained as the next coppersmith. He was also send to hone his skills.
The death of Dengusa left a gap in the skills of the Aconilun. The townspeople sure had the copper and the bronze, but without a good smith, they would mostly go to waste. In the future, the establishment of a smithing guild would be a worthwile investment. In the meantime, small civilian weapons were forged for the commerce with elves next spring, and copper and bronze mail were woven, to be added in addition to leather for the troops. Forging enough of them however will take a lot of time.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dds9o0q-d6ce6502-d7b4-424e-b728-a027700ba839.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRzOW8wcS1kNmNlNjUwMi1kN2I0LTQyNGUtYjcyOC1hMDI3NzAwYmE4MzkuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.i6g3yGLfY_agcpljYFfMpaVJykNMo2oE0cKZ9Sdpkn8)
Ebkusa's gear is a good representation of what the common Aconilun soldiers wears in year 148
Fall was calm – as usual. There are usually no event schlechulded to this time of the year, and as a result, people take the opportunity to unwind and relax. There was however some events worthy of note happening.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddshop1-5e8f46b7-74e3-4084-a368-77aeaeed1e07.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRzaG9wMS01ZThmNDZiNy03NGUzLTQwODQtYTM2OC03N2FlYWVlZDFlMDcuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.HPmtkI-J08-lCValMWfNYPNxxVqpdVKBvrX3z4Mysy4)
First of all, our jaguar couple got cubs. One male and one female. This is perfect for the brood to keep growing, as our male was permanentely wounded during the Ettin hunt. According to our animal caretaker, those warbeasts take a year to fully mature – if we can keep at least a male and two females until then, we can start thinking about replacing our dogs by those killing machines.
Secondly, Sana, daughter of late Ari-Taskmo, came of age and was given a job as a stoneworker and sent to apprenticeship. However, as she went in the undergrounds tunnel to start carving bricks, she found the posts already occupied by older workers and told to come back later.
Her mother got her a pick of excellent quality, so she could start to contribute right away.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddsv3h6-721cfcd7-a66e-451d-ab3c-2ca2da188b99.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRzdjNoNi03MjFjZmNkNy1hNjZlLTQ1MWQtYWIzYy0yY2EyZGExODhiOTkuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.QQaHzeaDMUAoygbs5sBjDHgPPV_kXwNtV3YKK2AkvV4)
While I don't understand the joy people have working hard and difficult professions, I would not dissuade the effort. Her subsequent work helped us quite a lot.
The current project consist of another nine meter wide bridge between the two shores. Once they are done, the bridges would be linked together and serve as a support to build the actual Aconilun castle, that would rule not only over Kimaeslo Ori, but over the whole area. Such project requires a lot of effort and good will.
That's about all that happened during fall. With everything that happened since the beggining of the project, the people of the bridgetown learnt to value their uneventful times.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddtru5z-6dc556d9-d1c2-41f5-ad9d-b8fa2ad9593c.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGR0cnU1ei02ZGM1NTZkOS1kMWMyLTQxZjUtYWQ5ZC1iOGZhMmFkOTU5M2MuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.QXR6tfY4UceCpjwBcO7mAOsKyB1ZK6wLy-fyd7D1jWM)
May they continue.
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Winter 148
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZUtyeDH-Tlk&list=RDZUtyeDH-Tlk)
The life of Stukos Tostcatten
Even tho proximity with goblin empires make abductions a common occurrence in the dwarven kingdom of Kodsakzul, Stukos' stories took that to an almost comical extreme. He was born in year 104 in Lorbarakmesh, a nothern hillock. In 109, his mother was abducted by a Moon Horror – a blotted waxy humanoid with three tails, leaving him, his father and his siblinghood totally horrified. The small family then moved to Lazineth – another smaller hillock, closer to the frontline, during his childhood.
It was in year 114 that Stukos was abducted by an Osmite child snatcher, and groomed to become an footsoldier. Two years later, his father was himself abducted by a night troll.
When Stukos reached adulthood, both his parents were already transformed into monsters. It made sense that he would become one aswell, by working in the imperial army. That was his reasonning if he had put it into words. It didn't made too much sense, but from all he knew, it was the decision fate had made for him ; as he experienced, running from his fate would just make it happen anyway.
He became a competent marksman, then joined the retinue of another abductee turned small lord, a dwarven woman by the name of Ingish, and so he was for the next 35 years of his life.
35 years that would not, in the end, be so bad . No hard work and no army service – working as a retained had its perks. It was only in this winter 148 that his services would finally be called upon, as his lady decided to move against Kimaeslo Ori.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddscoke-00b6af01-cd8f-4aa7-ad6c-4662152894f4.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGRzY29rZS0wMGI2YWYwMS1jZDhmLTRhYTctYWQ2Yy00NjYyMTUyODk0ZjQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.-T5IvH-5W12DnYI3lQj_2Y0vJFHO52h9Rs71z_n0RZ0)
Never having seen any real fight, Stukos was horrified by the open graveyard in front of him. He ran behind the troop and it took several hours to calm him down. It was a small retinue of eight fighting men – that couldn't afford to just lose one of its member to irrational fear.
When it was done, they resumed their march and arrived in view of the bridge.
« Kimaeslo Ori is just behind that bridge » Ingish said. « We cross it, we loot and we go back »
Stukos noticed the thirty armed silhouettes of the town's militia in the distance.
« Perfect ! » he exclaimed as Ingish's retinue started its advance, loading his crossbow. « Let's go ! I'll cover you from behind »
When Hauben's troop encircled them and torn them to pieces as it was expected, Stukos was already very, very far.
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The Mountain God
Sketug Jumpmist the Whiskered
Humans live a very short life. Among the creatures that need to bond and organize into culture to even survive, they life is the very shortest, which makes their chance to individually witness anything the lowest of all.
That is why the transmission of knowledge is the most important. Before the invention of writing, orale tradition was the only available medium. But like human lives, it was a meek and unreliable method – everything relying on it might as well just have been lost.
Today, no one remember why there are Old Gods – what do they want, why they were worshipped, or why people slowly replaced their worship by new religion full of invisible deities.
Every once in a while, they leave their ancestral home to wreck havoc in the world of humans.
(https://i.imgur.com/IKre5O4.png)
The Mountain Titan Stekug Stoxusguslo has come! A huge hairy spider. It has large mandibles and it moves deliberately. Its dark brown hair is long and shaggy. Beware its poisonous bite!
Sketug had to cross the whole country to come here. That antic monster had a reputation of being extremely goal oriented, and doing everything with an extreme sense of purpose. There must have been a reason why he attacked Kimaeslo Ori...but why ?
He jumped into the main street in the middle of panicked citizen. Alert was given, and the army started to cross the bridge. They were too far however, and Sketug had already started to cover the whole street in gross webbing, and picking the panicked citizen one by one.
In desperation, Lady Sug herself went outside. We don't know what she was hoping to accomplish. Probably was she trying to barter time ?
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddtil6b-e9770087-c05c-428e-af88-3e41d8769d3b.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGR0aWw2Yi1lOTc3MDA4Ny1jMDVjLTQyOGUtYWY4OC0zZTQxZDg3NjlkM2IuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.97I3yXKhaWA5AO1gzUW1L7LJTsCKlBJ9NMahelppC7c)
Seing their lady on the brink of being eaten alive, citizen bursted out of the tavern and of the farmer's guild, improvized weapons in hand and stormed the gigantic monster.
Toki tried to organize the retreat of the townspeople – she was hoping to free the way for the eventual arrival of the militia. She locked as many people as she could inside the farmer's guild office.
The epic fight that ensued took a toll in the townspeoples numbers. Lady Sug herself did not survive. Often, the bodies were disfigured by Sketug's bite and poison – and could not be recognized. When the creature finally died, people had to be rounded up and identified so proper burials could be made.
« Ica is missing, it seems » someone said. « Ica, is Ica here ? »
No answer from Ica. He was about to be pronounced dead, but someone raised their hand.
« I saw him ! He fled to the bridge during the attack. Surely he's still alive »
And before anyone could add anything, Toki already went to investigate.
Both are still missing to this day.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddu0t2w-57b71d83-0b43-4371-8c13-a355ac197fef.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGR1MHQydy01N2I3MWQ4My0wYjQzLTQzNzEtOGMxMy1hMzU1YWMxOTdmZWYuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.Qv7y3lTmuvURIcnLpvAwcqk1QRnqjVGOnaJnWxB-QHY)
(https://i.imgur.com/69rH95I.png)
Post by: Splint on April 04, 2020, 08:37:15 pm
Might be a good idea to make a note of where those two fell through the ice for next winter if they're anywhere remotely close to the bridge - the bodies might spook people walking by if there's nothing to block the view in the river while they work.
Post by: HakuryuVision on April 06, 2020, 05:03:49 pm
Just how most of my adventurers end up whenever i try to train swimming.
At least she died trying to save someone else.
Curse those
Still, thanks for having me human'd in your fort! : D
-by the way, that short story about Stukos was quite interesting.
Post by: Sir Knight on April 08, 2020, 10:03:44 am
Also, to date I have never had a webslinging titan/forgotten beast enter my forts. Got one as an adventurer, and that was bad enough. But my understanding is that the parade of destruction is a sight to behold.
Could you explain the status on the bridge project? So there is a functional bridge, but it's being expanded by making another section of bridge next to it. Do you intend to use the space to put buildings over the water itself?
Post by: Cathar on April 09, 2020, 09:02:23 am
As for hiding the bodies from view...the two of them are still declared missing. I don't think people will see them anytime soon, I already engraved their slabs.
As for cultural dances, that's the Meandering Larks, probably the most important form of dance from Mong Kima. It originated as a military dance, similar to russian's cossack dance. It's danced in lines, as two musicians strike a rapid rythm on a stone drum (secen), accompanied with a kind of ceramic bagpipe (dothan). It's danced in group, in line and consists mostly of rythmic jumps with extended legs and body rotations. I assumed it was originally made to keep soldiers in shape during peaceful times because it's highly physical, from description alone.
As for the bridge : yes. We're building a fortress on the bridge, above the water. The bridge is functionnal as it, but I feel that stopping now would be a huge waste of opportunity. Even if the situation is dire, we have a lot of helpful circumstances that we might not be able to replicate elsewhere, starting with an access to stone and the cavern layers. The idea is to slowly expend the bridge, adding buildings to it, and eventually open the doors to new migrants when we have houses for them. On the bridge. We're making a litteral bridge-town.
Spring has been played but as been uneventful, so I'll skip it and just write trivias about the buildings and the evolving organization, unless you have ideas for small stories to tell - I'd be happy to illustrate them
Post by: Cathar on May 02, 2020, 11:12:47 am
The attack of Sketug, last year, left the bridgetown quite shaken. Not only a lot of townfolk were killed and had to be burried in a hurry, but the attack also claimed the life of Lady Sug. With that and the disappearance of Toki, a power vacuum was left at the head of the council. Who should succeed to her ? Would Jalew – her husband – fit in the role maybe ? The old man, busy writing down the knowledge he acquired during his rather long life, declined the proposition. Her children were far away, too young or unwilling.
Among people who proposed themselves, one man stood a bit above the others.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddud1ew-fbc80680-3eab-4ebf-a14c-505981d74e7f.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHVkMWV3LWZiYzgwNjgwLTNlYWItNGViZi1hMTRjLTUwNTk4MWQ3NGU3Zi5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.XXpGNnYHiib6pCrFd09GnC3hnA_5jttmaawxAQY4a4M)
He was a ex-mercenary bowman who came in Kimaeslo Ori to start a new life, with Kothvir, his wife and his only son, Githa. Kothvir was among the militia casualties of the massive Osmite assault of year 148, leaving him to raise his two year old kid by himself. Regardless, Kothvir was among the citizen who threw themselves at Sketug, the god-spider, in order to save Lady Sug.
Maybe later, a new and better fitting lord will appear in the population, but for now, Sive was the best pick. He was then named Regent and would take care of the administration of the bridgetown for the time being.
His first decree was to surround the town in solid stone walls, so as to prevent another surprize attack from the eastern side of the bridge. A ten meter tall stone arch would mark the entrance of the village, and a small militia would need to be outfited to guard this chokepoint.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddujfig-25698292-66e9-477e-8635-c070bb83d65a.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHVqZmlnLTI1Njk4MjkyLTY2ZTktNDc3ZS04NjM1LWMwNzBiYjgzZDY1YS5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.ugGsT0OVAf0MlSXnhccKlrDhtdHdglUb0bGGWXQR73E)
Altho this took building ressouces away from the construction of the bridge, it sounded like a sensible decision in the aftermart of Sketug's rampage.
Commerce with the elves happened, but was rather unremarkable. We mostly exchanged wax and bone crafts against fuel and big cats, adding a male leopard to our roster. If we can start a new breeding program in the future, that wouldn't be a bad thing – tho Leos are smaller than Jaguars, everything is good to take in our current state.
(https://i.imgur.com/Ej03BnN.png)
Summer 149
After the construction of the protective wall around the village, the construction of the bridge resumed. The craftmen's guild petitionned the town to have a room to gather and train, and it was decided this building would be the first to be built on the bridge itself. In a month, the first floor was finished and the town started to produce decoration to make the place fitting for a guild.
After the construction of this guildhall, it was thought, the next logical step would be to build a dungeon proper on the bridge. Something where all the town council could live and discuss the order of the day. The blue manor, built in the early days, was functionnal, but the people of Kimaeslo Ori could do much better, much bigger. Surely, when it is done, the old manor could become some kind of temple, or a hall of justice to judge and punish criminals – and to train the police force.
The war in the north still continues, it seems. The dwarves of Bomrek-Laltur managed to secure themselves some breathing room by chasing away the Osmite troops, and are now laying siege to the city of Dongusmu, the capitale city of an increasingly desperate Empire of Ansgek.
The empire of Ansgekstozu will probably not recover. The armies of Osmestobûb and Bomrek-Laltur, although they sometime bumb disharmoniously against each other, are currently experiencing a feeding frenzy on the remnants of what once was the dominating empire in the North.
Too small to do anything one way or the other, the kingdom of Kima can only watch things unfold.
In other news, the dwarven kingdom of Dezor Uzol – the sky dwarves – attacked Thomocemir again. Commender Pathril met them in the field. One of their officer was killed, three other imprisonned with no pearlite life lost. The attacks seem to come from a small hillock on the nothern shores of the interior sea. Maybe later, it could be worthwile to go and conquer the place.
The main happening of the summer came in the end of July, when Uquur's merchants came into town. Unbeknown to us, they were stalked by a creature of the night – a creature that we tried to save for a long time of its fate, unsucessfully.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddu84wc-f649e7bb-6818-4fe4-a517-decd2445ad63.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHU4NHdjLWY2NDllN2JiLTY4MTgtNGZlNC1hNTE3LWRlY2QyNDQ1YWQ2My5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.7RWHuNTPM62xJ1kTmtTA_KvZyJ_h2zi1QoL6hZWMGh4)
It was Valken, who managed to flee his prison In Thomocemir some years before. As we found out earlier, he even married a barkeeper in a neighbouring dwarven fortress. We hoped that it would mark the end of his rampage and that he could live a happy life with wife and children... but now we had no choice anymore.
The trader came in town, following the now paved main road, and put their caravan in the marketplace. They did however warned us of their predicament, and the streets emptied as the alarm bell rang.
Too late – the monster was already sprinting into the streets. He grabbed a child and after some back and forth, managed to bit his leg. The town was horrified.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddvb553-bd375f41-c697-47fb-a89f-131dbf8958fa.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHZiNTUzLWJkMzc1ZjQxLWM2OTctNDdmYi1hODlmLTEzMWRiZjg5NThmYS5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.3iZmakpTDbQE_JXv91gt9oFMeMY958dwbffEpaLcYno)
A copper arrow shot by our only hunter -Ramet, an expert crossbowman - broke the grip of the monster. The guild's mercenaries closed in and surrounded the wounded beast and lashed out on it. Soon enough, it was over.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddvo70v-29f3f723-80de-4dab-bca5-3c54590af641.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHZvNzB2LTI5ZjNmNzIzLTgwZGUtNGRhYi1iY2E1LTNjNTQ1OTBhZjY0MS5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.1f0e6A_Z1wE882Ubn5D1bNv9awBFzZaUwOPEW7ILgfs)
After examination, the bite did not draw blood on the leg of the kid. Maybe that was it. Maybe the curse of Pasmug would be ended once and for all.
We could only hope.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddvyrpc-d20f5b81-7fe5-4e06-8e83-0061a3d516f1.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHZ5cnBjLWQyMGY1YjgxLTdmZTUtNGUwNi04ZTgzLTAwNjFhM2Q1MTZmMS5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.EyprWdukpWpkIRc5-jYed1vQd7WVC2jOIluo4V89W1E)
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddw4cgn-d79de60f-45bf-4f8c-9476-6df6f6f1456f.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHc0Y2duLWQ3OWRlNjBmLTQ1YmYtNGY4Yy05NDc2LTZkZjZmNmYxNDU2Zi5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ._MOHz7VJQ8eLntoPaJNj91rbS7pfboN2NAt6_tLofXw)
When the morning came and the town woke up, the corpse of Bannic was retrived near the inn. Cursary investigation seem to indicate mundane criminality. The police force is now looking for the murderer.
Strange times, indeed, when mundane criminals can do more damages than cursed monsters.
(https://i.imgur.com/XV2Ehxj.png)
Post by: Splint on May 02, 2020, 11:35:07 am
Or a missed combat log from an angry citizen cleaning Bannic's clock with punch to the temple.
Post by: TheFlame52 on May 02, 2020, 11:39:06 am
Post by: Haspen on May 02, 2020, 02:13:16 pm
There's a tiny, tiny tiny, scratch of the werebeast on someone's knee, and some werebeast blood splatter on the tiny wound.
Then again, that would be preferable to a sudden increase in crime and violence.
Post by: Cathar on May 02, 2020, 02:45:40 pm
Hauben if you want to make a speech it's now or never because basically everyone dies
Post by: Splint on May 02, 2020, 03:24:30 pm
Quote from: Commander Hauben
No words will really work to assuage what is likely to happen. All that can be said, or asked, is that you, the soldiers of Kimaeslo Ori, fight like the devils I'm sure some among this green vermin believes we Pearlites to be. If we and our home are to burn and die, then so be it. We struck down many of the children of Pasmug, we struck down the old and forgotten gods in the depths, and we struck down the Lord of the Forest itself, to say nothing of the many enemy warriors whose corpses already litter the woods around our home who thought themselves our betters.
All of these, among so many other achievements, are why it has been nothing but a great privilege to lead you all in battle.
And I have no doubts that you, my brothers and sisters in arms, will ensure our home does not go quietly. That we will drag yet more with us into the howling darkness that awaits.
Feel free to tinker and tweak it as you see fit to make it work, cause this was super fuckin' improvised and inspiring speeches aren't exactly my strong suit.
Post by: Haspen on May 02, 2020, 03:30:19 pm
Next update will be the last of the fort, gentlemen... The fort ends abruptly at the beggining of Fall with a massive russian style cavalry attack from Osme.
Hauben if you want to make a speech it's now or never because basically everyone dies
Waohwawoahwaoah.
At least lemme prepare some popcorn man, I can't digest drama on empty stomach! *runs for da kitchen*
Post by: Cathar on May 02, 2020, 03:32:29 pm
I don't know what we'll do after Kimaeslo Ori, either go back to adventuring or start a new world...I don't know but I'll be open to suggestions. Somehow this game felt much, much harder than Thomocemir, altho I was more experienced and had a much better setting.
Also Haspen don't worry ! You have a couple of week before that post ! It aint over until it's over (but soon)
Post by: Splint on May 02, 2020, 05:19:05 pm
I don't know what we'll do after Kimaeslo Ori, either go back to adventuring or start a new world...I don't know but I'll be open to suggestions. Somehow this game felt much, much harder than Thomocemir, altho I was more experienced and had a much better setting.
It might be cause of the updated versions. Attacks seem to be more frequent overall this version from what I can tell, though granted necromancers are partially responsible for that (not that I'm complaining - I raise professional or semi-professional troops for a reason and an idle military is one not earning its keep.)
If this world is stuck to, could be interesting to go with a character hired on as a scout/spy, to investigate goings on - insurrections, invasions, seeing if the werelizard plague has finally been eradicated, finding out what great beasts remain in the world, that sort of thing.
Or not, you do you man, I'm sure this finale will be great though. Not very often that settlements seem to succumb to invasion anymore when in the care of a veteran player. :D
Post by: Sir Knight on May 06, 2020, 10:59:27 am
It's perfect, I'll tinker if need be, but I really want people to add something to the story...and yeah, that's the last opportunity for this chapter.
I don't know what we'll do after Kimaeslo Ori, either go back to adventuring or start a new world...I don't know but I'll be open to suggestions. Somehow this game felt much, much harder than Thomocemir, altho I was more experienced and had a much better setting.
Also Haspen don't worry ! You have a couple of week before that post ! It aint over until it's over (but soon)
I, too, would like popcorn, but I suppose I will also wait.
This has been a surprising journey, hasn't it? Here's where it began:
Speaking of which, we'll probably make a more peaceful embark this time, in the middle of the kingdom, to create a bridge city where the interior sea gets narrow, in order to facilitate trade between the two sides of the kingdom. . . .
Also, if you have an idea for a name ? I'm thinking something like Peace Harbor or the like.
Expectations were for a lot of construction logs. It seemed great when, partway through, you broke into an underground cavern, allowing for storytelling you hadn't done before. I wasn't exactly anticipating a fort that would be defeated by a vile force of darkness. Thank you for finding such a fun world to explore, and thank you for sharing it.
But speaking of "worlds": I'd say that generating a new world depends on features that may have been added across versions. Since you generated this world, did any version changes add things that could only appear if you made a new one?
Post by: Cathar on May 07, 2020, 08:00:01 am
I kind of would prefer to stay here...but maybe this is time to start something more serious than Mong Kima in terms of realisation.
MK is mostly a crapshoot after all. There are bugs everywhere as the world was generated 3 RL years ago and the earlier drawings I made... well... let's say I developped my skills alongside the kingdom.
Post by: Sir Knight on May 07, 2020, 06:40:17 pm
I kind of would prefer to stay here...but maybe this is time to start something more serious than Mong Kima in terms of realisation.
Then stick around in the world and have fun! Though I don't know what you would intend to be "serious." Like . . . scripting some sort of story under your control? Or taking longer on the art? Or something else?
Post by: Cathar on May 08, 2020, 03:11:02 pm
I started this thread to become better at things I like, namely drawing and Dwarf Fortress...But maybe now it's time to showcase my skills to a wider audiance. I don't know... I'm pondering as I work on the next update
Post by: Splint on May 08, 2020, 04:18:08 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on May 09, 2020, 09:12:12 am
In fairness to it, there's nothing that inherently makes Dwarf Fortress-related stuff utterly alien to a wider audience, especially with how you present it here. If you didn't tell someone, they might not otherwise make the connection between the work and the game - partially because you chose humans over dwarves to play as and present the perspective of.I'm with Splint. Your presentation is good enough for any audience. No matter what you decide, I'll still read whatever you create.
Post by: Cathar on June 03, 2020, 11:05:47 pm
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1ZwAVKE8sc)
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Last year, Osmite forces had attack Kimeaslo Ori twice ; once with a professional army from their capitale city, and once with the retainer of a local lady. The Aconilun had anticipated their return and had started to fortify - but those preparations were futile to stop was what about to hit the bridgetown.
(https://i.imgur.com/NQHxg59.png)
One hundred goblins mounted on beackdogs and one hundred trolls - or so about. Even with the recently upgraded Aconilun military, the attack was totally out of scale. The militia had about thirty soldiers - of high skill, but lacking equipment.
From the moment they appeared in the forest, the fate of the town was already sealed.
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(https://i.imgur.com/3Lzm1uN.png)
The first clash of the battle happend in the open mass grave, where the other battles happened before. The hope of the Aconilun was to use the comparatively poor enemy morale to their advantage.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddy1x19-d88d60c1-9d3c-4602-89fb-5efc0539d537.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHkxeDE5LWQ4OGQ2MGMxLTlkM2MtNDYwMi04OWZiLTVlZmMwNTM5ZDUzNy5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.QGeDCNvEUjJOh4k8Fpzl76afFN4Kizy6-ODmWlT3eB8)
But the numerical difference was tilting the balance too much - and soon Hauben's men started to dwindle.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddyoigl-7cd7b78a-2024-42f2-a5d3-5914245fd539.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZHlvaWdsLTdjZDdiNzhhLTIwMjQtNDJmMi1hNWQzLTU5MTQyNDVmZDUzOS5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.3dvQfJnSQlJiWTgrYyU8fYFDeR44lGrbpZ__Q_mQCZk)
It is unknown what happened to the rest of the town, but it is unlikely anyone survived.
The kingdom of pearls will have to find a way to react to the event, which effectively cuts it in half.
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Sorry for the lack of narration, but there is really not much to tell. The military was defeated without gimmick, by an overwhelming number of cavalry and shock troopers.
I don't really know what to do next. If you have an idea I'll take anything.
Post by: Haspen on June 03, 2020, 11:59:51 pm
RIP Aconilun!
Post by: Superdorf on June 04, 2020, 12:34:23 am
How's Islas doing these days?
Post by: Cathar on June 04, 2020, 12:49:32 am
Post by: Superdorf on June 04, 2020, 01:14:47 am
Roll up a new adventurer: a gutter rat with an ear for rumors. He/she catches wind of the fate of Kimeaslo Ori, maybe heads over to poke about the ruins... and comes to a conclusion.
By hook or by crook, Mong Kima must obtain a reserve of dwarfish steel. Even ten, twenty bars would do: enough material for a brace of blades, fit to shear the armor of the enemy. Who better for the task than the quick-tongued, light-fingered child of a city sewer?
Thoughts?
Post by: Cathar on June 04, 2020, 01:20:50 am
Dwarven steel, clearly would help us a lot.
Post by: Splint on June 04, 2020, 05:06:25 am
I'd propose if things are kept going here, a "hidden forge" being established somewhere with access to good supplies of metal (preferably iron,) and after arming and armoring its security force, beginning the export of weapons and armor to better equip Pearlite troops to face the encroaching Osmites. Course it can only stay secret for so long and trouble will almost inevitably come I wager.
Dwarven steel, clearly would help us a lot.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, cause there appears to never be mention of dwarven caravans ever visiting, don't forget to add progress triggers to the entity file. They do apply retroactively, but without them dwarves will never visit a non-dwarf settlement, and fighting them for it is a losing prospect. I've had to fight steel-armored dwarves before with poor quality copper and bronze and it's uh... not a pleasant experience. At all.
Post by: Cathar on June 04, 2020, 07:26:26 am
As for war with the dwarves...we're already in it. Desor Uzol are attacking Thomocemir a couple time but were rebuffed - and their officers are still in Thomocemir's prison.
Post by: Splint on June 04, 2020, 08:06:57 am
Can you describe in precise terms the process to make the dwarves visit? I don't like to alter the files, but if you insure me it's safe and guide me through the process, why not.
As for war with the dwarves...we're already in it. Desor Uzol are attacking Thomocemir a couple time but were rebuffed - and their officers are still in Thomocemir's prison.
You've had better luck than me then, but from what I remember the troops there aren't exactly slouches so skill, size, and lack of mounts (usually, but not always,) may be making up for equipment deficiencies. That being said it's still a less cost-effective means of gathering steel since you aren't exactly gonna be getting solid suits of steel armor to recycle.
As to the progress triggers, we'll use the elves.
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[PROGRESS_TRIGGER_POPULATION:1] - These first three dictate when they come to trade. Trigger 1 is very low, like 20 people and only a few thousand in wealth creation or exports.
[PROGRESS_TRIGGER_PRODUCTION:1]
[PROGRESS_TRIGGER_TRADE:1]
[PROGRESS_TRIGGER_POP_SIEGE:3] - These three dictate when they might come to attack you if you wrong them or they declare war on their own. 3 is basically the standard for some enemies, as trigger 3 is for an equivalence of 80 dudes living somewhere, though I dunno if it's 80 adults or 80 people in general.
[PROGRESS_TRIGGER_PROD_SIEGE:0]
[PROGRESS_TRIGGER_TRADE_SIEGE:0]I only remember the triggers being 1 - 20, 2 - 50, and 3 - 80 for population equivalence. The wiki should have better information, but I remember a long time ago while playing as humans wondering why dwarves never visited.
So I popped the triggers into dwarf entity stuff when I noticed they weren't present on a whim and lo and behold, they arrived the following year to trade since now the game was telling them they could.
Post by: Cathar on June 04, 2020, 09:27:04 am
I still have the cover to do, and my turn to write on Museum III, and after that, we'll embark as an adventurer. I'll try to give it a cyoa theme, and we'll look for steel and artefacts
Post by: Sir Knight on June 04, 2020, 05:53:02 pm
I support adventuring. Adventuring is fun and story-filled.
Post by: Cathar on June 05, 2020, 09:57:36 am
Post by: Cathar on September 24, 2020, 11:41:04 am
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The state of affairs
The destruction of Kimaeslo Ori came at a shock for the whole kingdom. Not only because of its outrageous death toll, but also because it was the first time the Osmite Empire managed to carve a dent into the defenses of Mong Kima. As the news spread quickly into the small kingdom, it sent its populaton in a state of terror, and throughout the land people panicked - if Osme could capture the bridge, they could now effectively strike the whole land. Nobody was safe anymore - and now, the western settlements were not only threatened by the elves of west, but also by the goblins of the east. Something has to be done and the window of opportunity is closing soon.
A note about Asuciro
Located on the eastern shore of the interior sea, Asuciro has been the capitale city of Mong Kima since the destruction of the old capitale, Apsongberu, in year 104 par Odlug, the Dominant Scar, the golem of bronze.
It is an otherwise unremarkable village, half abandonned, whose population is extremely poor and survives on hunting with an embryonic agriculture focused mostly on common berries. The queen and her court hide in Asuciro to avoid detection by enemy armies, so even in defeat, the continuity of power is kept. While this is not the most glorious way to come about in war, surely it was effective until now.
Asuciro has no army and bears no flag. Its defensive force is composed exclusively of its nobility - the queen herself, Ener the great general, Uquur, guildmistress, lady Dilol, owner of the castle, her heartcaptain and personal commander. Should Osme discover that location, it would be the end of the dynasty.
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(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de4q1cl-ac2d519e-6846-45b6-85f7-3077c24c5fb8.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTRxMWNsLWFjMmQ1MTllLTY4NDYtNDViNi04NWY3LTMwNzdjMjRjNWZiOC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.AYJErbm3W1VeXR9eoP5npHLT1P9SU874mQW5xXrk-BI)
Kashi Zegaetus, clerk of Asuciro
Because Asuciro has no army besides people it has to keep close, Ener went to see a man by the name of Kashi. Kashi was a small public scribe who knew a bit about the sword but could otherwise be disposed of. Ener didn't really believed in the mission, but trusted the young man enough to know he wouldn't start another war with Bomrek-Laltur - as he was of a soft temperament and good education.
Kashi accepted the mission immediately - not too much out of patriotism, but because a lot of the people slaughtered in Kimaeslo Ori were his childhood friends. It was, he believed, his chance to get back at Osme as he could - by establishing an alliance with the northern dwarves and stengthening the kingdom, such as these atrocities will not happen again.
Kashi Zegaetus
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de5omaz-db3bbe85-4431-4e58-babb-37e717648903.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTVvbWF6LWRiM2JiZTg1LTQ0MzEtNGU1OC1iYWJiLTM3ZTcxNzY0ODkwMy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.aED-JeHlgAgWGUyqxKEEwXF7B-3BrxFE-ThT8nEMccY)
"I have improved my tracking. I am very satisfied."
He feels satisfied upon improving tracking. He feels satisfied upon improving swimming. He feels satisfied upon improving ambush. He feels satisfied at work. (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de5omaz-db3bbe85-4431-4e58-babb-37e717648903.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTVvbWF6LWRiM2JiZTg1LTQ0MzEtNGU1OC1iYWJiLTM3ZTcxNzY0ODkwMy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.aED-JeHlgAgWGUyqxKEEwXF7B-3BrxFE-ThT8nEMccY)
"I have improved my tracking. I am very satisfied."
He is a citizen of The Nation of Pearls. He is a member of The Fellowship of Keepers.
His straight sparse hair is extremely long. His nose bridge is very convex. He has high cheekbones. His slightly upturned nose is extremely narrow. His ears are extremely tall. His lips are very thin. His head is somewhat broad. His hair is russet. His skin is pale taupe. His eyes are ecru.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
It is the 19th of september 149.
Post by: HakuryuVision on September 24, 2020, 05:43:59 pm
Your art is absolute eyecandy, Cathar!
'He is an optimist' - i already like him.
Is it actually possible ingame to create alliances between your and other civilizations as an adventurer?
Or is that going to be more of a roleplaying thing? (as in; the goal is just to reach said place alive/ have a dwarven smith join you and brought back, and then just change the raws to make steel avaiable for your race? is that even possible post-gen?)
In any case: Looking forward to it! : )
Post by: TheFlame52 on September 24, 2020, 05:54:55 pm
Post by: Cathar on September 25, 2020, 04:22:22 pm
Hakuryu : Oh why, it's a roleplay thing, alliances don't exist per say in the game. But trading agreement do, and with Splint, we worked out a way to commerce with dwarves, so that'll be the theme of our adventure before we take the bridge back
Not to spoiler too much, but we put our grubby hands on a priceless dragon bone bracelet that belonged to Luki, and I want to name it. Do anyone have a good idea of a name for the artefact?
Post by: Superdorf on September 25, 2020, 04:43:35 pm
Or something more relevant to the circumstances surrounding the dragonkilling. I ain't really familiar with the details.
Post by: Haspen on September 25, 2020, 05:00:00 pm
Post by: Superdorf on September 25, 2020, 05:04:05 pm
Post by: Asin on September 25, 2020, 09:39:40 pm
Post by: Cathar on September 26, 2020, 10:00:04 am
Also a little heads up, my computer fried as I was drawing an encounter in Kimaeslo Ori. Video card is busted and computer wont start anymore. I'll try to repair it but have little faith - Ill probably end up buying another on monday. My HDD is safe and currently in conversation with a sata adapter to save my universe on my cloud. Nothing is lost, rejoice.
Post by: Splint on September 26, 2020, 11:06:14 am
But any kind of steel imports would be a gigantic boon for a human nation, especially one as beleaguered as Mong Kima.
Post by: Cathar on September 29, 2020, 06:41:56 pm
19 september 149
The first day of Kashi's journey was spent around the town of Asuciro, physically and mentally preparring himself for the journey. The travel up north would not be very long - one week, maybe two, not more - but it was notoriously dangerous. Mundane predators were competing with supernatural monsters to prey over the lone travellers, and this is nothing to say about the climate or the landscape, both equally deadly. Besides, although there were rumours about the darkness having subsided, Kashi did not care to verify them - being alone in the wanderness would spell death as far as he knew.
So, as a mean to prepare himself to the dangers of the wild, he went swimming in the river, then hunted crabs on the beach. It was a long time since he last was physically active, and he had a lot of rust to shake off. He went to sleep at sundown, feeling a bit more confident in himself.
20 september 149
The young clerk was now almost ready to set off into the wild - he missed only one or two things : some travelling gear, and some travelling companionship - required to come back home alive. Asuciro was short both in population and gear, both decimated by the unrelented attacks against the bastions of Desoruzol, ordered by the late general Tis.
With a heavy heart, Kashi set his first objective to be the destroyed bridgetown of Kimaeslo Ori. There, he thought, he would at least find some leftover equipment. After all, Kashi was just running a short distance, not preparing to wage a war.
Sylvan scavengers
He arrived at Kimaeslo Ori in the middle of the afternoon. He shivered due to the cold, piercing rain soaking him to the bone. The more he approached the ruins, the worst his aprehension became. When he finally arrived near the city wall, a noticeable smell of decomposition attacked his nose, only to grow stronger and stronger.
The ground was littered with corpses. Trolls, goblins, humans, dogs, cattle, everywhere. Judging from their wounds and the places they fell to, the population of the bridgetown defended their village to the last brick.
Seing hooded shadows in the distance, Kashi understood he wasn't alone. Elves and humans alike, alongside beasts of burden. Looters, he thought. Looters like him.
He approached one of them to make his presence known.
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"It's a bit cold, isn't it ?" All things considered, it wasn't the worst way to introduce yourself to someone in a death field.
The elf aknowledged him and they discussed a bit. She used to be a merchant from Iferifiyopi who had been servicing the bridgetown's market for the last si years.
"Building a trade relation with humans is hard" she admitted, holding a corroded copper helmet in her hands. "It takes a lot of convincing and supervision to stop them from slaughtering the forest - and to be still wanting to trade with us. And now, right after they accepted to ship metal - they are suddently all dead"
Not that it would stop the elves from undressing the corpses and to pry the weapons directly from the hands of the fallen warriors - but compared to the perspective of buying new crafts from pearlite artesans every spring, this felt like a poor consolation.
"I don't get it" the clerk interrupted. "I thought elves only used wooden tools ? What need do you have for metal ?"
The elf shrugged.
"Metal win wars, and the Princess desires to conquer the dwarven kingdom of Nishtiz." She marked a pause, visibly losing interest in the young man, muttering as she refocused on undressing goblin corpses. "We're waging wars of our own".
In the end, commerce with the elves of Iferifiyopi was funding the misery of the dwarven kingdom of Nishtiz - it did not came as a surprize to Kashi.The world was a savage place - and sometimes if the gods want it, things will get better. He pinched his nose and started to undress corpses as well in search of valuables.
A couple hours later, and Kashi had found a bronze cap and breastplate, and copper chain leggings. He replaced his old knife by an uncorrodded copper two handed sword that he found - not that he hoped to ever come to have to use any of them.
All in all, those findings had a value of their own - but only when he found Tetosp Elthep, the dragon bone bracelet, safely stored in the old meadhall.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de5rat8-4710d1da-9f07-4494-aa9d-f01fe11c46e4.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTVyYXQ4LTQ3MTBkMWRhLTlmMDctNDQ5NC1hYTlkLWYwMWZlMTFjNDZlNC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.mxbd3WayiKrrNVSX_Awr-n4w5795TZX2wugm8SDJ6y4)
Tetosp Elthep, "Brokenaxe the Green Scale", a dragon bone bracelet
This is a masterful dragon bone bracelet created by Luki Usupim Sitsuquistra. This object menaces with spikes of moss agate and masterfully worked dog bone by Ivak Hehanduko.
Tetosp Elthep, "Brokenaxe the Green Scale", a dragon bone bracelet
This is a masterful dragon bone bracelet created by Luki Usupim Sitsuquistra. This object menaces with spikes of moss agate and masterfully worked dog bone by Ivak Hehanduko.
This bracelet was crafted in the very bones of the dragon Cobim Treasurejade, the Gilded Flickering Silver by the legendary adventurer Luki Usupim in year 130. When she arrived in Kimaeslo Ori, she was carrying the bracelet with her - after her death, the villagers managed to take possession of the precious bracelet and reworked it with gems. And today, Kashi found it among the ruins. Something in him thought the survival of the precious ornament was not due to chance. From now on, he'd protect it with his life. Other trinckets he founds were the texts written by Jalew during his years as a scholar, made heavy bhy their stone binds, but worthy to be preserved nonetheless.
The exiles
The night was falling and Kashi thought about taking shelter somewhere and started to look for an empty house to sleep in. But everywhere he went, there were corpse everywhere. The smell was even worse inside. But a he explored the buildings, he stumbled accross a hole and a ladder leading to under the ground. He went to check - and so discovered tne entrance to Kimaeslo Ori's underground system.
Water was dripping from above, soaking the naked and bloated dead corpses of goblins and men alike. The stench was almost unbearable.
(https://i.imgur.com/I3E2fST.png)
Kashi was driven downstairs by the sounds of a discussion in pearlite. Tumbling in the dark, he finally managed to distinguish the shape of a round wonan wielding a pickaxe, visibly made upset by the situation she found herself in.
"Corpses, she exclaimed, corpses everywhere, but not a shred of valuables !" no doubt they were looters. Kashi wondered if she was, like the elves above, member of the Kima trader's guild.
"I wish" answered the plump woman. "But no, we're just vagrants. We used to live here but..." she marked a pause and substentially raised her voice.
"My idiotic husband killed a man and got us exiled !"
A moment after, another obese vagrant, without a doubt the said husband, barged in soon after.
"And being exile is what kept us alive, yet I don't hear you thanking me" he yelled at his wife quite angrily. He then turned to Kashi.
"Don't listene to her ; I commit a crime but I already paid for it, now we're just vagrants."
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"Iem Lesno, and my wife's Esmin. We're just taking valuables and we'll be on our way."
Kashi chatted a moment with them, but learnt nothing more. It was probably for the best that their roads would not intersect anymore than necessary. They exchanged a few jokes and they parted ways.
The way home
One level under, Kashi encountered another traveller, much better dressed than the previous vagrants. She was wearing a leather armor studded with ovale stone gems and her iron hat sported the symbol of the kingdom of Kima in Fireband Opal, she was carrying an largebronze halberd. Her wool dress was decorated with moon snail shellsand a well kep copper mail signaled her status.
She made quite an impression on the young man. Surely she would need warriors like her in his journey.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de5zcps-c66193eb-bfd6-42fb-80be-34128a579f44.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTV6Y3BzLWM2NjE5M2ViLWJmZDYtNDJmYi04MGJlLTM0MTI4YTU3OWY0NC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.bio-fQP7qLwggpApze25XWm9bNnDUIl5pJLTdRo6IBs)
He approached her and they discussed for a long time. She was a bit older than him and was a soldier from the trader's guild, tasked with protecting caravans. The guild working primarily during summer, she was free to come and go until next year.
"Why don't you come with me then ?" asked Kashi, without really thinking. "I'm making a two way trip to Bomrek-Laltur and I-
-Well, it is I that would lead you" she answered a bit harshly "But I have no need of your protection"
Which pretty much crushed Kashi's ego and confidence.
"The army of Oddom is marching on Thomocemir, and foul beasts roam the countryside" she explained. "If I have to protect you on your way north, we'll just die you and I. You'll have to ask again after you prove yourself."
Other than that, she was a nice person - they talked a bit more - she was really proud of being the ne who fell Valken, the were lizard, in an ambush in Kimaeslo Ori. When they parted ways, Kashi really thought about coming back to see her again in the future.
Outside, it was almost night. As he would find no shelter in Kimaeslo Ori, he took a quick walk to the next village. When he arrived, people were getting ready to sleep. He inquired about a place to stay, and the villagers - pearlites it seems- indicated him a nice abandonned shack he could borrow for the night, right next the well.
(https://i.imgur.com/E0S43YA.png)
Kashi fell of exhaustion on the ground of his borrowed house, straight into the world of dreams.
Post by: TheFlame52 on September 29, 2020, 07:09:50 pm
Post by: Superdorf on September 29, 2020, 07:12:47 pm
You mention "the subsiding darkness". Is Mong Kima running on .47.04 now?
Post by: Cathar on September 29, 2020, 07:16:00 pm
Post by: Splint on September 29, 2020, 07:29:04 pm
Also liking those tools and the halberd; they look beaten and used, yet taken care of, as such articles might in an increasingly war-ravaged land.
Post by: Sir Knight on October 10, 2020, 08:40:30 pm
Yay, I love how it's starting! Those are quite a few interesting folks still hanging around in the ruins. You managed to wrestle good stories out of the random numbers.
I hope you've enjoyed it so far, because I have.
Post by: Cathar on October 14, 2020, 05:03:36 pm
I dunno. But if you like it then it"s fine.
Oh and those are not completely random numbers. Lesno and Esri were citizen of Kimaeslo Ori. I'm sure you can find them if you look hard enough in the city reports - they are what happen to people who get banished out of town. DF is procedural, not exactly random - stuff make sense if you look after sense
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21 to 27 september 149
The bandits
The following morning, Kashi decided to take back his loot from Kimaeslo Ori to Asuciro so he could begin his journey properly. At this point, he was wearing a set of armor made of bronze, including a short mail falling from his nech down to his knees, an uncoroded breastplate and a copper cap. Because he was so unused to the weight of his metal garments, he had to abandon the copper two handed sword he picked up earlier - hopefully he wouldn't have to fight for his life. His copper blade was more a tool than a weapon and Kashi wasn't a fighter at all.
On his way home, the clerk bypassed two vagrant camps. As it was still morning and he believed he could sneak his way inside the camp, he did so. A lone dwarf was sleeping next to the embers of a fire burnt during the night - his stash unguarded. After spotting the place were their stash was stored, the clerk went there quickly and without making a sound, and assessed what he could loot from it. He was ready to take flight anytime should he be spotted - the vagrant seemed alone and unarmed, but if Kashi was ready to steal frombandits, he wasn't prepared to murder a man.
Among the trash, he discovered a pair of boots, gloves and a full helmet that he put in his bagpack before taking off without waking the dwarf up. Stealing wasn't something he was proud of, but the journey was dangerous. If the gods will it, surely he could give them their gear back, after his mission is complete.
It was raining a lot this dayand Kashi's vision was limited. He walked along the shore for a couple hours, stopping at time to pick up a crab and eat - weighted down by his armor, he didn't thought he would be able to make the trip to Asuciro in one go. He would probably have to ask for a bed in a village along the way.
In the middle of the afternoon, he spotted the shape of a man through the thick water curtain falling down from the sky. A fellow traveller - he thought. Or a vagrant. Who can tell ? As there was only one road through the seashore forest, the men were bound to cross each other. Kashi was cautious and his hand stood close to his sword, gripping its sheath firmly as he saw the man brandishing a long pike.
The man, obviously a vagrant of Egapesor ethnicity, didn't even bothered to ask Kashi for his belongings ; he rushed toward him, screaming.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de629gi-2b83b66f-2f8c-4332-9dca-fb12aff6577f.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTYyOWdpLTJiODNiNjZmLTJmOGMtNDMzMi05ZGNhLWZiMTJhZmY2NTc3Zi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.AzhAB2bS0Ls6TbA7gtlarn0PXQmy-B5egFOwcvpq0nA)
The clerk tried to calm him down, in vain. The man came close and plunged to attack - Kashi managed to grip his long spear, then jumping backward, clawing it out of the vagrant.
"That's enough !" Kashi shouted. "Let us cease this pointless fighting !"
No luck. The man charged at him barehand. Kashi threw the pike away, grappled the man by the shirt and threw him on the ground.
"What do you want ? Food? I have food ! Just calm down !"
No more luck. The man stood up, jumped on him again. The clerk threw him away one, two more times. It became obvious that his assailant wasn't giving up without a fight - as desperate the fight may be. Sturdily protected by his bronze garment, Kashi stroke him a couple time with the flat of his blade, and the vagrant eventually fled, still screaming.
It's a dangerous world, out there, thought Kashi, picking up the discarded pike and resuming his travels.
Vagrants at Asuciro
After an uneventful night at a roadside village, Kashi arrived at Asuciro the next day. He noticed, next to the abandonned houses, a large garthering of travelling folks. Most of them civilians, he thought - elves and goblins were sitting on the ground, under the rain, eating and discussing loudly. Kashi didn't recognized the etnicity of the elves - maybe Iferifiyopi ? The goblins were Osmite travellers however, that he knew for sure.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de6tbi8-c8852aa0-180d-4385-bb81-4f58506ab6e8.png/v1/fill/w_1011,h_791,q_70,strp/screenshot10_by_number_seventeen_de6tbi8-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD05OTgiLCJwYXRoIjoiXC9mXC8xYTlhNDg5My0xZTE3LTQ4OWQtODEzZi05ZWE5YzExYmIzMmVcL2RlNnRiaTgtYzg4NTJhYTAtMTgwZC00Mzg1LWJiODEtNGY1ODUwNmFiNmU4LnBuZyIsIndpZHRoIjoiPD0xMjc2In1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.tTl_-Yd59KhFsYUxLFAk4LSZ2o4vYleXI9a6dXeNs18)
Kashi went to the travellrs and spoke to them ; they didn't seemed hostiles, and further interrogation didn't reveal any spywork in progress - but again, the clerk wasn't really an investigative type. He concluded, maybe too hastily, that no action was warranted and left the two small communities to their business - and went to the castle.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de6tbhy-438fbfc9-7e8a-4d1c-98d6-3cdc0373a9bb.png/v1/fill/w_1011,h_791,q_70,strp/screenshot12_by_number_seventeen_de6tbhy-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD05OTgiLCJwYXRoIjoiXC9mXC8xYTlhNDg5My0xZTE3LTQ4OWQtODEzZi05ZWE5YzExYmIzMmVcL2RlNnRiaHktNDM4ZmJmYzktN2U4YS00ZDFjLTk4ZDYtM2NkYzAzNzNhOWJiLnBuZyIsIndpZHRoIjoiPD0xMjc2In1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.9z3Fp9lylb-vY_1_hNCctwMrGbIKZcAvkolDDUC5JH4)
Kashi wasn't really welcomed with open arms when he arrived at the castle. His lady, Ener, was visibly having a bad day - when she saw the clerk, she berrated violently him for not having began his mission yet.
But Kashi was a patient man and manbaged to calm her down. Really, he said, there is no need to shout - the mission is actually underway. Now equipped and a bit trained to fight off bandits and monsters, Kashi was now ready to make the cross to Bomrek Laltur and to come back with steel.
"You're right, Ener responded, I should calm down.I see you have the situation under control
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de66a50-8dd78310-d4b3-4e07-aac7-213b6c3e27e1.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTY2YTUwLThkZDc4MzEwLWQ0YjMtNGUwNy1hYWM3LTIxM2I2YzNlMjdlMS5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.O43SJqc1L2Et8zsMGbYwlWJ_8qRQlR9CO4Z3TZ4aIcE)
Her position was a stressful one. The position of great general, responsible to declare and to conduct war, was disliked by the population not only because the people of Kima were of the peaceful kind by heart, but also because most of the previous holders of the title dragged the kingdom into disaster. Be it Great General Lubbe and her desastrous campaign against the elves leading to the massacre of Kostupu - that Ener herself survived thanks to her very young age at the time - or Great General Tis entangling the kingdom in a war against the dwarves of Desoruzol...
Ener felt with reason that people were expecting for her to slip up in disaster at some point.
"People look up to the knights of Thomocemir for the war" she said. "Even if I am Great General, I'm not battle tested and I have no troop of my own, clerk Kashi. I only have you to make my proof. Please come back with the dwarven iron soon."
A visit to Thomocemir
Kashi slept in his house this night. Before heading off to Bomrek Laltu, he wanted to visit Thomocemir. Thomocemir's library was actually the closest in the region, and all Jalew's writing that Kashi was carrying around were slowing him down. He thought there would be no safest place to keep them than next to the elite knights of the kingdom, and the boreder fort wasn't really far.
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A couple hours of walking wasn't too much of a delay, especially if it meant he could begin his journey with a lighter bagpack - besides, Thomocemir was a place to visit at least once.
He explained the situation to the scribes of the glass library, who dearly accepted to take care of the book he provided.
"Jalew was not a scholar by heart - he worked as a miner for most of his life" one of them remarked. "But he was loved in Thomocemir as a elder... and his older son will be happy to learn his books could be retrieved."
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de6rxoh-77360ff6-719c-4dca-bc36-08feaba7b31b.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTZyeG9oLTc3MzYwZmY2LTcxOWMtNGRjYS1iYzM2LTA4ZmVhYmE3YjMxYi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.V4SYHoxGafaYoFLCrHwj_BX5HN2sGf8nnlw20kfubbQ)
Zefer was still a skirmisher captain in Thomocemir. He wasn't a scholar either but he knew how to read - and retrieving those artifacts of his fathers bringed him more closure than enacting revenge ever could. Revenge - however - would likely come at some point - after the mourning period.
The rest of the day was spent visiting the fort and discussing with its inhabitants. Kashi met one of his childhood friends, a man named Etus who reently joined the local army.
They eat, drank, and as the day was nearing its end, Etus accompanied the clerk toward the exit.
"I don't believe this story of magic iron for a second" Etus said. "Bronze is the matal of war - if it wasn't, dwarves would lord over us, wouldn't they !"
He marked a pause before continuing.
"But your quest will bring us hope, and we're rooting for you, Kashi ! May you come back with an alliance with the northern kingdoms !"
And the clerk was on his way.
"Hey !" a voice behind him called for his attention. "You're going to the north I heard ?"
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It was a goblin of Ansgeki ethnicity clothed in an Osmite military gear.
"It's a dangerous place. You don't want to go there alone - I'll be coming with you"
Post by: Splint on October 14, 2020, 06:26:13 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 14, 2020, 07:01:25 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on October 23, 2020, 04:49:57 pm
Post by: Cathar on November 07, 2020, 01:55:16 pm
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The travel begins
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SaCkn9l3Rg4)Seven years ago, in 142, Takru has been saved from an insurrection in a dark pit by an adventurer by the name of Islas "Wild Sword Saint" Candoalu, and hired as part of his personnal retinue. Takru participated as a reserve soldier to the subsequent Dezor Uzol sieges of Thomocemir, but did not fought in the front lines.
Without a need to eat and an interest to socialize with her pearlite hosts, Takru quickly became reclusive and would only be seen to the east of the fort, gazing with empty eyes over the battlefield on which thousands of Osmite troops were laid dead over the years.
Takru was - or so she claimed - still loyal to Osme, but after she was branded a traitor, she was left without the means of coming back, and felt like she was rotting away in that small human fort. Because she was of Ansgeki origins, when she heard about the clerk and his trip to Bomrek-Laltur, she immediately seized the opportunity to pack and leave.
The trip should go as follows : the two of them should traverse the territory of the allied dwarves of Kodsakzul, then enter the small human Kingdom of Amegil. Then, it would be cautious walk in the disputed territory between Bomrek-Laltur and Osmestobûb, until their capitale is reached.
(https://i.imgur.com/DGBpCUk.png)
In theory, the travel should be safe. No big surprize. Aside from the last miles, the trip should mostly happen in friendly to neutral territory. Wulemaapasi, having some claims on the road, could be a danger, but the elven kingdom had lost pretty much all of its forces in the region. Smooth sailing this is.
Kashi took her on her offer ; he needed a companion capable of fighting, and should Takru die during their trip, he would not deprieve Thomocemir of one of their elite fighters.
Besides, Takru was not bad company - or so it seemed at first. She laughed to every joke, listened to Kashi with attention and all-in-all be a very good public. But as soon as they left the fort, troubles started to arrive.
The goblin stopped in her tracks and stopped making sounds as she was walking behind Kashi on the road. The clerk, perplexed, turned to her - and saw her struggling internally. She was visibly trying to refrain herself from attacking him. She could not talk herself into assaulting her new companion, nor could she decide to walk alongside him peacefully - as a result, she was left there, in great internal turmoil.
Kashi stopped for a moment with her and discussed for quite a time, until she snapped out of it.
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A moment later, she was making jokes again and the two of them resumed their travels. Goblins, Kashi thought, are a peculiar bunch. It would probably take some time before the two of them are comfortable with each other.
Friends in Kodsakzul
When the night arrived, the travellers were deep into the kingdom of Kodsakzul. Not wanting to sleep outside and in good terms with the dwarves, they stopped at a little hamlet and asked fpr hospitality. One of the hillside houses they entered was quite lifely - it looked like the dwarves of the small town were having a party.
(https://i.imgur.com/mZ5cr0A.png)
Many dwarves noted the jeweled bracelet Kashi was wearing - they were not that impressed however by human artefacts. Surely this is difficult to impress dwarves with gems cut by humans - and surely they do not know that a dragon had to be slain for that bracelet to be made.
"You can stay, of course" a dwarf said. "But we're pretty full here, and we won't be sleeping till morning. The drinking mound is empty, tho - if you don't mind the floor, you can sleep there"
And so they did. They saw a lone drunk, sleeping dwarf lazily dropped on the floor and probably imbibed of ethanol.
(https://i.imgur.com/8IfFQ3f.png)
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Kashi and Takru exchanged jokes with the half-asleep drunkard and quickly found a clean spot to close their eyes.
Two confrontations
Kashi and Takru bid farewell to the dwarf the next day, and resumed their travel. As they walked, Kashi tried to interrogate his travelling companion on more important topics. He tried to convince her of the value of fairness and justice - but Takkru only grew more restless.
"What's the point ?" she asked. "Do what you need to get ahead, or fall behind those who do"
(https://i.imgur.com/pkrdP87.png)
Kashi tried to insist a bit more, but seeing his companion's growing emotional distress, decided to call it a day. She's an Osmite, he thought - they are bred and raised to overcompete with each other. Some of that will take time to un-learn. But in the same time, those discussions really helped him to get in the head of people from Osme. That is how they view the world - the endless rat race to dominance is how they protect themselves from the domintation of their peers.
And while humans can at times exhibit a similar behavior, Osmite goblins seem to carry those ideas and behaviors to the extreme. No wonder Takru had a hard time to adapt to Thomocemir.
A couple hours later, they spotted a small camp in the distance. Probably vagrants or deserters. Kashi wanted to investigate - may it be for undefended loot or friendly drifters to recruit to their cause. He approached the camp cautiously, remaining undetected until he could see what kind of travellers they were.
But then he turned around - Takru had disapeared.
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(https://i.imgur.com/HEyyJxI.png)
Yep, she was making a b-line toward them
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Luckily, the drifters didn't pursued - happy to be left alone.
Takru, however, was left frustrated and shaken, as if she had fought the fight of her life - litte did she know that would indeed come, right a couple hours later.
As they were crossing a small hilly terrain, they suddently felt uneasy. Growls could be heard quite near, prompting Kashi to take out his long spear and sword. Takru would have done the same - but turned out she had lost her spear during the day ! Only left with her shield to protect her against attackers rushing to them fast, she stood close to her companion.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de83ok4-c2509cbf-87ee-436c-b677-4f739d902699.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTgzb2s0LWMyNTA5Y2JmLTg3ZWUtNDM2Yy1iNjc3LTRmNzM5ZDkwMjY5OS5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.ueEoKd7kMO6BVcS7dsV8OOcheLqCpM6z1RAkB8s-cXM)
Wolves. A lot of them. Kashi threw his pike against a first charging wolf, hitting it un a back leg and pinning it to the ground, then, holding his sword tight, prepare to fend off the rest of them. Takru let out a scream - more wolves came from behind, attacking from the hill.
The fight was relatively short but seemed like it spanned forever. Kashi focused on disabling the wolves at the front, while Takru tried desperately to use her shield to cover his flanks. Both got wolf bites on them, their external clothes would soon be ripped to shreds, but thankfully the beasts did not manage to pierce deep under their mail shirts.
(https://i.imgur.com/hHshn1f.png)
A couple minutes after, Takru was on the ground, wounded and exhausted. SHe had blood over her face - turned out her lip was cut deeply. They washed her wound with water - it should not be very important, but the goblin had troubles not panicking. Kashi cut some meat out of the killed wolves, and walked Takru to the next hillock.
Nothing happened in this small Kodsakzul hillside hamlet - they were well-received and slept in a communal house
(https://i.imgur.com/vsvPCTQ.png)
Last miles toward the Kingdom of Amegil
Between the kingdom of Kodsakzul and the kingdom of Amegil stands a small, cold, sandy desert - called the Decisive Desert. Dunes of half frozen yellow sand reflected the morning sun like a mirror. In the meantime, the moon was visible directly above the sun, making a sort of partial eclipse which give the whole scenery a very eery feeling.
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It doesn't have any significance but I thought it was worth mentionning.
The crossing of the desert was otherwise not very long. A couple hours - maybe the whole morning, but not much more. Kashi took the opportunity to Takru again on her values - maybe to try and teach her the pearlite culture and way of life. Takru did not try to argue... so probably something had change in her mind. Either she had learn the value of fairness and coopération, or she had learn the value of not arguing against Kashi. Either way, she had learn something.
The rest of their conversations was mostly about exchanging jokes and flattery - Takru would react positively to both and throw them back. It is uncanny how positive she acted.
She quickly mentionned not having a family, and vaguely remembering having participated to the fundation of an Osmite pit
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After they crossed the Decisive Desert, they were truely in the Kingdom of Amegil. Little is know about this small community. Amegilians looked similar to Pearlites in many ways - their skin was a bit fairer, their eyes orange instead of yellow, and they were a bit shorter in size. They were known to wear green garments - being one of the few civilizations having discovered how to make green dye.
Being a diminutive kingdom in the middle of a frozen wasteland, Amegil never really attracted the attention of Mong Kima. The only thing we know about them is - well, their knowlege of green dye and the legends of their former leader, Prince Ashtal, who carved the territory of his people with his very sword and the help of is giant wren mounted cavalry, defating two nations of elves, the goblin empire of ANsgekstozu and keeping the dwarves of Bomrek-Laltur at a safe distance. Truely the stuff of legends.
It was around midday when they saw the cutout of a man in the distance. A traveller ? Or an amegilian, maybe ? Kashi and Takru came closer.
Turns out it was neither.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de85y6u-5c67d72c-3833-4572-8c49-b9b63c750b60.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTg1eTZ1LTVjNjdkNzJjLTM4MzMtNDU3Mi04YzQ5LWI5YjYzYzc1MGI2MC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.1cdM-R3UKlZkv1Jpu0oc_kTDJuGrZ6h3maE-gkVVl-M)
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Kashi turned to Takru to devise a plan to either fight or flee but to no avail. The goblin was already rushing the creature, screaming.
(https://i.imgur.com/qLanBSI.png)
She jumped at the monster, jamming her shield in his face, wrestling him on the ground and stomping its head. Kashi rushed to assist, but really he was unecessary. It took Takru a couple of second to spill the creature on the soil like a broken clay bottle.
Earlier, Kashi thought of trying to find her another weapon...but Takru was fighting just fine as it seems.
The Lord of Konlimones
Still shaken by the confrontation, the couple of travellers made it to the fisher village of Konlimones. It was a small, but lively Amegilian village. Because people were gathering around the well to fetch water before it turns to ice with the dropping temperature, Kashi and Takru tried to mingle with the population.
They were not really receptive, and apparently did not want to have anything to do with drifters. Hospitality was given reluctantly and the travellers did not feel welcome at all.
When the next morning came, the travellers were about to leave, when Kashi had the idea to pay respect to the local lord beforehand.
They made a short walk to the meadhall, a stone building made of blueish stone. There, they met the lonely lord of Konlimones, an old man by the name of Athem.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de88f3h-f97dab62-e75c-47df-a1bb-f50c2bc54f3e.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTg4ZjNoLWY5N2RhYjYyLWU3NWMtNDdkZi1hMWJiLWY1MGMyYmM1NGYzZS5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.7fo7reLRgf-QU05Al2NTpYoI105ImT2CG_dFlP-eXTU)
(https://i.imgur.com/tFr9c1X.png)
Born in year 72, Athem was a veteran of all the wars Amegil waged to establish their territory. He personaly witnessed the end of a rival elven Kingdom. He was polite, but cautious, visibly agitated by the presence of the travellers.
Kashi investigated and tried to push the old man into revealing more, and it did not take a lot of effort to understand. The man's eldest son was a travelling scholar, who, after a life of going from library to library, ended up trapped in a mountain fort in Dezorusol during a pearlite siege, and was killed by pearlite forces. As for goblins - Athem did not like them at all. His grandson has been captured by Osmite snatchers and was currently detained in their capitale city.
Foreigners had bring a lot of hardship in this small Amegilian village, and the old Athem was quite eager to see them gone.
"If you're going to Bomrek-Laltur" he said "then you should not continue up north. Follow the sealine on the east and you should arrive safely"
"Go in peace", he waved as the two walked away. "And do not come back".
In the back of his mind, Kashi thought about trying to wrestle the kid away from his Osmite captor. Should he succeed in his mission, then... maybe it was worth a try.
Post by: Luckyowl on November 07, 2020, 03:44:18 pm
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THE CAPYBARA BARKS
good stuff. lmao
Post by: Cathar on November 07, 2020, 03:48:55 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on November 07, 2020, 09:33:47 pm
Didn't recognize Takru from the other adventure you had! Must have been quite the coincidence meeting her there. ( i love DF for that)
Also really liking that tsundere-dynamic Takru and Kashi have going. ; )
I haven't played adventure mode in a long while, was surprised you could make Takru actually stop fighting those other goblins.
Did you use orders? Or did you just fast travel away?
Because whenever i try to call back my companions away from dangerous foes, they keep running head-strong into death.
(...probably has something to do with their bravery/stubborness traits)
Post by: Luckyowl on November 07, 2020, 11:32:04 pm
Honestly I'm quite curious about Prince Ashtal. He's a very interesting character. Could you share more about him?
Post by: Cathar on November 10, 2020, 01:37:24 am
Prince Ashthal of Amegil
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(Old picture, sorry)
Prince Ashthal of Amegilis the first son of Queen Kom, and the second historical ruler of Amegil, and was pretty much everything you can put under the umbrella of "gallant knight". He was inclined to arts, expressing the desire to become a musician as he reached adulthood. At age 13, he suppresses with his troops a rebel village neighbouring the capitale city, but is quickly recalled by his mother to defend against the open aggression of the elves of Lubeyuone. Severely outnumbered, the very young Prince scored a crushing victory against their aggressors - the elven general is slain and peace is signed soon after.
The death of the previous great general, combined to his multiple wardeeds and his noble blood would catapult him to the position of war leader, after what he started a ten years companionship journey over the world. When he came back, he had tamed camels and giant wrens - he would make use of both during his future campaigns (a saga could probably be written on his travels tbh).
Asththal would, as an adult ,take the responsability of the nothern expansion, which put Amegil at odds with another elven country, Nelocamoye between years 29 and 30. Once again, Asththal would force the peace and install Amegil colonies on the northern coast.
At the death of his mother in year 43, he then becomes King of Amegil and would not be seen fighting again. The history of his reign still has to be formally written, but a quick glance at the documents seem to indicate a slow push to establish Amegil as a dominant force in the region, opposed at every corner by Lubeyuone and Nelocamoye. While Ashthal would not live to see Amegil triumph of its enemies (he dies of old age in 123), Amegil thrives uncontested in 149 still, despite its diminutive size, despite the decline or straight up downfall of its former rivals.
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To break fight, I used fast travel. I actually panic-fast travels when I saw Takru just making a straight line while shouting battle cries
There are other, more straightforward ways to break fights non lethally though (the bandit pikeman I routed earlier was one of them, and I have another of those cases later)
Also alright, we'll try to save the kids. I will probably die in the process tho but...eh we can try
Post by: Splint on November 10, 2020, 10:27:08 am
Good luck on the rescue mission if you do go through with it.
Post by: HakuryuVision on November 15, 2020, 07:39:51 pm
I would have probably gone with something boring like 'pearler', or 'pearl-kin'.
Just a random thought i wanted to share.
P.S. also agreeing with Splint. Old but gold. ; )
Post by: Cathar on November 16, 2020, 01:44:30 am
Post by: Cathar on November 23, 2020, 07:26:12 pm
In Konlimones, Kashi and Takru learnt that they overshot their destination a bit - and they were now separated from Bomrek-Laltur by a frozen delta throwing itself in the big northern sea. That mistake would cost them a couple more days in the north. If it wasn't for the unforgiving weather, the dangerous wildlife and the wandering monsters, the travel wouldn't be all that bad. Moreover, now they had the indication from Lord Athem, they knew precisely where they had to go.
They left Konlimones after a few hours spent foraging for food. Half a day walking alongside the icy shores of the nothern sea, and they arrived to Sinaithev, a border village marking the end of Amegil Kingdom. Although they did not need to stop - the road ahead was still quite long, they heard a commotion in the town and decided to investigate.
Three goblin vagabond were following local amegilian peasants, menacingly. The local farmers were avoidant and tried to sput some distance between them and the drifters, but the goblins managed to corner and bully one of them against a wall.
(https://i.imgur.com/hwPPubp.png)
Kashi observed the situation develop, unsure on what to do. First he tried to reason with the goblins - they gave him a desmissive response, ignoring the man without stopping their racket. Kashi was a natural peaceful and non-confrontational, but he wasn't going to witness a robbery without intervening.
He kept his sword in his sheath - if he can submit them without killing anyone, and grabbed the weapon of the goblin lasher - he identified as the most dangerous. The bandit turned to him, Takru cracked her fingers and then it was on. Kashi was fully expecting the bandits to assault him with their weapons - a maceman and a hammerman were still fully armed. However, they did not and the fight did not escalate over an exchange of body punches and unceremonial throws.
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Kashi and Takru suffered a couple of bruises, and the brawl brutally stopped when the lasher convuled on the floor and die - probably his heart malfunctionning. Kashi felt no triumph, but it certainly did stop the racket. The remaining two goblins backed away and left the village.
The population was in shock - since the beggining of the brawl they took shelter in their houses.
Left alone with Takru and a dead body, Kashi had the time to ponder over his decision. Was he right to act as he did? Transforming a painful situation into a lethal one was it the right thing to do ? Surely, the end did not justify the means - no eathly possession could possibly worth the life he just ended.
A bit bumed up, he went to the local manor to report the events to the local lord.
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After a lifetime of war in the service of Amegil, Lady Nique Ubhuthtumwist was one of the best marksmen of the kingdom.
She was very old - old enough to have known Prince Ashthahl personally. Her garment was made of high quality undyed cloth, and was decorated with bones - some of them opalized. Her hair was snow-white and her face was covered in deep wrinckles. However she looked in good health and walked freely in the manor, needing no servent for her daily tasks. All in her person inspired an eery feeling of awe.
Notoriously, Lady Nique and the previously encountered lord Athem are in very bad terms due to a dispute ove rthe ownership of the waters between their village. Though it is not valuable water - unpracticable by boat and with no life in it - the two old people are bickering over them out of principled stubbordness.
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"You are truely a pearlite" she said to him. "Starting brawls willy-nilly and flogging yourself with guilt afterward"
"Don't trouble yourself with the death of a bandit, she continued, that will teach the others not to harass my people. And now that I think about it..."
She marked a pause. "Actually, you said there were three of them ? That means the other two are still alive - don't you happen to have some violence in you still ?"
Kashi quickly escaped from the conversation and the travel resumed.
Kingdom of the end of the world
With Amegil behind, Kashi and Takru truely were in dwarven territory. Snow covered hills sheltered dwarven hamlets and the whites expanses seemed not to end. Everwhere they looked was the same white hilly landscape, making the whole region a gigantic wall-less maze.
Kashi never saw a Bomreki castle - he actually never saw a dwarven stronghold at all ! Somehow, he'd have to find their capitale city...but how ?
After a day of travel and unfruitful search, the two travellers ended up in a dwarven hillock near the icy shore.
There, they asked for hospitality in a very cramped room digged in the dirt - where bomreki dwarves were huddling each other for warmth.
(https://i.imgur.com/NgdQZHG.png)
The travellers squeezed themselves in a spot where they spent an uncomfortable night. In the morning they asked for directions ;
"If you're looking for the nobility, they are in Rithrir" a farmdwarf answered. "We don't go there very often in this season- though : it's a long, long walk in the east."
Kashi and Takru spent the day foraging for food and water in preparation of their journey - they slept in a Dencothi village on the shores - and only the day after, they started their long, long walk toward Rithrir.
Two days of travel do not seem that long, until you are in the middle of them. It was freezing cold and the road was snow encombered. Only some dwarven constructions - such as a bridge here and there, reminded them they were on the right track.
(https://i.imgur.com/eddHeoC.png)
Then came the dreaded moment when the sunset would reddish the snow and it would be time to camp. The travellers cut some dead wood and made a afire that should survive the night. A fire would give away their position and mark them for robbers and predators,but surely the danger of sleeping without was too great ; not only they would have to pass on the heat, they also could not drink as their water was completely frozen.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de8xazu-bb7f4736-702c-4a50-9e67-54725d859ff7.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTh4YXp1LWJiN2Y0NzM2LTcwMmMtNGE1MC05ZTY3LTU0NzI1ZDg1OWZmNy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.CCjwSbYp73UCL79sicI4_NBqk6FTV7I7WO1ja25cQd0)
Luckily, they did wake up the neaxt morning, alive and missing no piece of their bodies.
Lost in Rithvir
Exhausted by another day of walking in the snow, tne travellers arrived at their destination at last. A large group of goblins with pale green skin and violet hair was travelling in and out of the fortress alongside dwarves with brown skin and taupe gray hair. The sight would be very unusual outside Bomrek-Laltur.
(https://i.imgur.com/I07lnmU.png)
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de933qd-116cc2f4-a02d-45b0-82fa-3e28bb020f14.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTkzM3FkLTExNmNjMmY0LWEwMmQtNDViMC04MmZhLTNlMjhiYjAyMGYxNC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.WzPg_G4nA4Z-UbKdpwcLGp1e2Zx1whvuafu33WOO8aY)
The travellers quickly entered the fortress to try and get out from the cold. The heat of an inhabited place and the prospect of finishing their mission gave the travellers a new energy.
They were at the entrance of the fortress - a place that traditionally Dwarves carve to accomodate their guests. It had a small tavern and a place to commerce. No doubt he could find dwarven iron there !
(https://i.imgur.com/qCUvoVt.png)
No dice. Not the smallest shred of metal to sell - mostly trinkets, cloth, food and souvenirs. Nothing that would come close to satisfy the importance of his diplomatic mission.
Over the trade center, the two met a goblin of the same ethnicity as Takru ; his skin was dark green and his hair deep red. He identified himself as the Baron of Athelomet, Lorbam. A dwarven name - no doubt it would take some time to Kashi being used to see goblins named in dwarven language.
Kashi explained the situation to the goblin nobleman who seemed undertanding.
"So you want to check our dwarven iron and possibly ask for a trade agreement ?" he asked. "Perhaps you should go deeper inside the mountain, where the nobles reside and ask them ?"
He took Kashi and Takru down very long stairs which led them very deep below the mountain, where they discovered the real Rithvir : a gigantic and endless stone maze with enough rooms to fit an invasion army. Maybe that is how Bomrek-Laltur manages to fight off the Osme Empire - by combining the architectural prowess of the dwarves and the large numbers and fighting spirit of goblins - and perhaps dwarven iron is just, in the end, a trinket.
There, the group was led to a military depot that accepted to sell them some supplies.
(https://i.imgur.com/JB9IE7p.png)
Still, no dice. There was iron, sure, but it was the same quality iron humans can produce - no magic armor piercing dwarven iron.
Kashi left the store, disapointed and very tired. THey walked in the corridors and quickly found themselves completely alone
(https://i.imgur.com/o3EFEiQ.png)
"No need to stay awake for now, said Kashi while opening an empty room and cramming himself into a bed. "We'll find a better solution with a rested mind"
And they slept.
The murders
Eight hours of sleep - Kashi and Takru were now back on their feet. Well, thought Kashi - if they don't have dwarven iron to sell, maybe we can sign up an agreement and have them make some ! Let us find the noblemen and discuss the matter with them.
And so they walked back to the main gathering area and...
(https://i.imgur.com/QgRB15b.png)
Corpses. Two noblemen. The kill were fresh. Something just killed them an hour ago - trails of blood were still visible !
Kashi didn't thought twice and followed the trails. He found more corpses along the way. He didn't count them - but eight dwarves had died at this point. Who killed them...and why?!
The splattering of blood became fainter and fainter, but the clerk managed to follow them to an empty, but very large room.
Alone in the room was a last dwarven corpse, and a gray skinned goblin that introduced herself earlier as a peddler...but most certainly wasn't.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de98fxx-26f9df3f-98d5-4ca5-9a69-59fae1c3ce22.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTk4Znh4LTI2ZjlkZjNmLTk4ZDUtNGNhNS05YTY5LTU5ZmFlMWMzY2UyMi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.Mw1Ko237It9hP6ao4iTuhSnjNGGr8DkCwchs0li-hFk)
Kashi interrogated her throughly. She swore she wasn't acting on anyone's order and hadn't any plan in mind, but did not denied the murders. She actually seemed pretty proud of them. Inspecting her attire revealed she was wearing an Osmite war gear. She was certainly an osmite soldier. He pike was still oozing the blood of her eight victims.
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Okay, now I'll need some user input. I know it's her. The name of the death are on the pike, she's wearing armor with Osme symbol on it, she brags about the kills when I ask her profession. She wants to leave the place - understandably.
I don't want to kill her - or anyone in this run- but I want to stop the murders. But I fear taking her as a companion would anger the dwarves. ... but so would killing her, as I'm not a policeman, but just a travelling foreigner.
If anyone has a bright idea I'll take anything.
Post by: Splint on November 23, 2020, 08:20:14 pm
It's likely others have seen her, and in the confusing confines of the dwarfhold, if she's alone then she can be dispatched easily. Even if it's just a fight that started over an especially ugly argument, if caught she'd be sent to a hammering block anyway and almost certainly wouldn't survive the.... "Tender attentions," of a skilled hammerer. Hell she wouldn't survive jailtime - I know from expierience goblins are especially susceptible to being in lockup in punitive cells like what I make (going to jail is going to jail, not a vacation, criminal scum.)
And worst case scenario her death can be pinned on one of the victims - a mortal blow landed in thier dying moments.
I also love the mental image of Kashi noping out at a noble trying to goad them into fighting a gang of bandits. :P
Post by: Cathar on November 23, 2020, 09:51:51 pm
It bums me to kill her, I really don't like killing things in DF, but if people think it's for the best, I'll do it.
Else...yeah, the Amegilians will have to deal with banditism themselves or learn to live with their (now pacified) neighbours because I'm not policing their town for free lol
Post by: Luckyowl on November 23, 2020, 11:17:12 pm
Post by: Luckyowl on November 23, 2020, 11:27:30 pm
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de8xazu-bb7f4736-702c-4a50-9e67-54725d859ff7.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTh4YXp1LWJiN2Y0NzM2LTcwMmMtNGE1MC05ZTY3LTU0NzI1ZDg1OWZmNy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.CCjwSbYp73UCL79sicI4_NBqk6FTV7I7WO1ja25cQd0)
This is such a cute scene. :D I love it so much.
Post by: nogoodnames on November 24, 2020, 12:01:21 am
Post by: TheFlame52 on November 24, 2020, 06:13:40 pm
Post by: Splint on November 24, 2020, 07:10:17 pm
They may have some further down/in another storeroom or shop, or being carried by Fortress troopers. As others have said, rumors are also probably an idea, assuming you have the names of the dead and the name of the killer.
Still, among most societies in DF, murder is considered a capital offense (the exception being goblins, who consider violence an acceptable means of settling disputes such as what might have happened here.)
Kobolds would exile her, which is what she'd want. Elves and humans might give a pass if she had some means of proving it was self-defense - which given her disposition and who she killed, it can be assumed it wasn't with 99% certainty - or otherwise execute her, and dwarves, who rule the site, would execute her irrespective of reason. In this case, if Kashi wanted to operate in the realms of the local laws, then killing her would likely be regarded by the locals as the correct choice, since she'd be sentenced to a hammering for every murder anyway and would likely die from a broken neck, if not a pancaked skull.
Also, depending on where the next town might be set up, could possibly try to use Kashi as a scout if you decide on a mountainous area to take a page from the dwarves' own defenses. Y'know, have him sent back out to find a hilly area with exposed copper or iron veins.
Post by: HakuryuVision on November 25, 2020, 07:44:52 pm
In-character-wise, best thing for Kashi to do is capture her alive and let the dwarves judge her crimes.
...something that sadly isn't possible in DF adventure mode. : (
I would try to start a non-lethal fist fight, knock her out, and report her crimes to the local rulers.
Comes pretty close to capturing her.
However, i don't know if Kashi SAW the murder, and if the dwarves will even do anything about it.
-I absolutely commend you for your aproach by the way. (not wanting to kill)
Especially given how difficult it is to do anything in a diplomatic way in Dwarf Fortress.
Post by: Cathar on November 27, 2020, 04:25:24 pm
Ah well. The situation was actually a complete shitshow as it usually is when goblin are involved and...probably my action don't have that much importance, so I'll try to make the most of a bad situation and return home
Edit : Nevermind, killing her was warranted as all hell. A bit of legend digging reveals that it's an absolutely huge event we just witnessed, more on next update
Post by: Cathar on December 05, 2020, 01:56:32 pm
Kashi interrogated the goblin throughly. Of course, his mind was already set on her culpability - The blood of the eight victims were still on the murder weapon ! Symbols of the Empire of Osme were on her chainmail, and a last dead body was cooling in the room she was in.
Although it was possible that she was a reformed Osmite citizen coming to Bomrek-Laltur to turn a new leaf, and she would simply happen to have picked up the bloody spear, the chances were slim. Kashi was hoping for a confession. He threatened, he cajoled, all in vain.
His window of opportunity was about to close. Eight people had died, all of them nobles, and Kashi had to act. Without notice, he jumped on the goblin and tried to wrestle away the pike from her hands, but Azstrog - it was her real name was much stronger than she appeared and snagged back her weapon. Kashi, however, had to try again : a hit of that long pike could easily pierce an armor or open an artery. He seized it again, and this time applied his two hands, managed to wrestle it away from its user.
Takru came to help Kashi to subdue the assassin, but Azstrog saw her coming, and violently scratched her face with her metal glove, almost clawing one of her eyes out.
Kashi was now without a choice. He had to stop Azstrog and do it quick. He jumped behind her and managed to place a rear naked chokehold on her. Hoping that she would lose conscience soon, he dragged her to the ground. He knew that this move could very well be lethal, so he wasn't surprized when he noticed Azstrog wasn't breathing when he released his hold.
Kashi wasn't a killer nor he was even a soldier - killing that goblin felt wrong to him on many levels. But something had to be done.
Outside of the closed room, the panic was general. The fortress' inhabitants were running around like crazed ants.
Kashi and Takru managed to bump into Lorbam, the helpful goblin baron from yesterday, and immediately, he asked him to speak to someone in charge. A king, or a guard captain, or any authority on justice affairs.
"You'll have to discuss that with the queen" Lorbam said while hurrying his pace to some gathering. "But a fair warning, she's is in an extremely foul mood"
The reason soon became apparent : among the victims of the night were :
Kubuk Alåthgusgash, Baron
His wife, Risen Koganor, Countess
Morul Nokimâmid, Countess
Kel Sazirallas, Baronness
Onol Eribomrist, Baron
Esthan Dastotnakas, Baroness
Lokum Dorenlerthet, outpost liaison
Spoiler: Note (click to show/hide)
But most important of all :
Bembul Sherikålath, wrestling champion and King of Bomrek-Laltur since year 72
Spoiler: note (click to show/hide)
King Bembul was killed and had no heir, so that serial murder did collapse his whole administration. The chaos was general and a new ruler had to be found at once. The council of remaining noblemen decided for a large goblin by the name of Kib Bomrekber.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de9irjb-739e3711-2915-4bd3-88d2-a033b01c32d4.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTlpcmpiLTczOWUzNzExLTI5MTUtNGJkMy04OGQyLWEwMzNiMDFjMzJkNC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.iBeNZ9yFWKAt4RLnYJ8vRqHPyuQGSW-SldJcVgfahts)
And Queen Kib was indeed in an extremely fool mood. When Kashi tried to approach her, she was swearing under her breath against the "godless, trecherous osmites", swearing for revenge. Kashi tried to talk to her - and to explain the death of Azstrog, but Kib immediately turned against him.
"Well then you're a killer aswell ! Out of my sight, good-for-naught outlander, murderous and vile ! Bomrek-Laltur has no patience for your breed of assassins ! Go back whence you came and don't ever come back !"
And she spat in his face, immediately joined in by other noblement of her court.
Kashi did not extend his stay and took his leave. After all, whatever business he had with Bomrek-Laltur would have to take a backseat after the reconstruction of their administration...
Hopefully, when the dust settle, the dwarves and goblins of the kingdom of Bomrek-Laltur will come back to their senses and see the whole picture.
Azstrog Nuspuciquara "The True" was planning her heist since July 142, when she entered into Rithvir as a peddler. The arrival of Kashi and Takru was coincidence - the worm was already in the apple for more than half a decade, and the culmination of her plotting was devastating.
The road home extends endlessly
Kashi and Takru left the underground city in the morning and started to walk back toward the kingdom of pearls.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de9jjhh-52acc998-a38c-422b-b319-2ff41d924fc8.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTlqamhoLTUyYWNjOTk4LWEzOGMtNDIyYi1iMzE5LTJmZjQxZDkyNGZjOC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.qvDfm5x73SVJ_IC4la31jtK4aeYg0rt9cE8Ffuw47uI)
Takru's face was damaged by the fight and she became reclusive for a time, as a result. Although she was a fighter and did not really mind the new scars on her face, it took a couple days of travels for her to snap out of her melancholia.
Because their return was hurried, it wasn't as well-planned and they came probably far too close to Osmite territory. Luckily, no encounter.
(https://i.imgur.com/ZjRQvVe.png)
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de9n5p6-b2386260-2bc2-40a4-ad61-c91657fa4970.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTluNXA2LWIyMzg2MjYwLTJiYzItNDBhNC1hZDYxLWM5MTY1N2ZhNDk3MC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.7pIgyzFaKpTi9r0Vhu1H9uSGzXtBGPuG2elIoXZjrBI)
They soon crossed the Amegilian bordertown of Mipbiiki - totally destroyed and abandonned by its population. Lichen was growing on the old wooden houses, most of them having fallen into disprepair. Probably an urbicide caused by the proximity with Osme, Kashi thought.
Not quite. It was a small town which was destroyed by the Roc Atzul Esteemedyearling "the Ripe Rivers", giant immortal bird feeding on human flesh. Needed reminder that even without the eternal war raging on, Minbazkar remained a dangerous world.
They pressed on for a couple days, until there were back at Asuciro castle, where Kashi could deliver his mission report.
When they opened the door of the small manor however, Takru froze. Kashi had already witnessed her freeze like that, unsure of the behaviour to adopt, as if she was compulsed to unleash unspeakable violence but trying her earnest not to. Kashi closed the door and walked a bit with her again, joking and talking about pleasant things.
Takru was still an Osmite soldier, even tho she was working for Islas and Kashi. Probably - when she saw the queen of pearls, something in her screamed that she should seize the occasion and murder the old lady.
After a walk however, he was now much calmer and could suffer the presence of royalty long enough so Kashi could give his report.
He told her everything. The trip to Amegil, the brawl in the snowing village, the meeting with the dwarves, the visit to Rithvir, the unsuccessful negociations for steel, the nine murders, the change of ruler and the hurried departure. All of that in about a month of travels.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de9roo8-97f406e3-adec-447f-af1b-1995797b1a42.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTlyb284LTk3ZjQwNmUzLWFkZWMtNDQ3Zi1hZjFiLTE5OTU3OTdiMWE0Mi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.1KxLUqEBP6unSOvDHSw9534SrhyYDkPNXYn6o94ABsA)
Queen Usu accepted the news with understanding. More than any other, she knew they lived in uncertain times. If an alliance with the northern dwarves was not immediately possible, they would have to make do.
"Thank you a lot for your service" she said. "However unsuccessful, understanding the world around us can only be of use in our future endeavours."
Besides, the merchant guild was doing some negociation of its own in the meantime - everything might not be lost.
Kashi and Takru left the manor.
"I'll walk you back to Thomocemir" the clerk said to his companion. "I cannot thank you enough for the help you provided.
-I don't mind - she answered. I wanted to see that whole region again - to remind me where I'm from. I'm glad that now I kno I'm left nothing of worth back in the north. "
She marked a pause as they walked on the eastward road toward the swamp.
"What will you do, now ?"
Kashi sighted.
"Well - that whole venture feels like a failure. I feel I have to make up for it.
So I'll go to Osme and save the grandchild of Lord Athem"
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Alright, so that'll be the final trial of Kashi's story. We're going in the belly of the beast, Bosangasma, capitale city of Osmestobûb.
We will probably fail, and maybe die.
Before I do so, a couple notes on that small venture :
Kashi is a peasant level character, but I trained him a lot. He can fight, swim, is good with words and can be very sneaky, but he is in no way super human, which is why I usually play very, very safe with him.
For that mission, after multiple forays into Osme teritory with Islas, in 142, I can say with absolute confidence that we are not coming back alive if we're brute forcing our way.
We need to be sneaky, and if possible give them a false identity. So, if you have an idea for a false identity, by all means, don't hesitate.
Kashi is not a fantastic comedian, but we need all the advantages we can get.
Post by: Splint on December 05, 2020, 02:18:37 pm
Still, that's a verified enemy actor eliminated (and one who managed to pull the wool over everyone's eyes for a good while at that, so that's a valuable asset the Osmites just lost.) Who knows, assuming the stuff works, it might lead to some commerce in the future.
Can always try masquerading as a travelling scholar. Sure, it's not technically incorrect, but I would assume most would consider him to be a scout, not a scholar, at present. Maybe recover some books from an abandoned castle or some such to help sell the story.
Post by: TheFlame52 on December 05, 2020, 02:25:00 pm
Takru was still an Osmite soldier, even tho she was working for Islas and Takru. Probably - when she saw the queen of pearls, something in her screamed that she should seize the occasion and murder the old lady.I think something's wrong with this sentence.
As for the false identity, perhaps a bard? Can you find an instrument in any of the nearby ruins?
Post by: Cathar on December 05, 2020, 02:40:35 pm
She's also still an Osmite working for Osmestobûb. She has a lot of alliegences, and she's not directly loyal to Mong Kima. It's a bit complicated.
Edit : omg I'm tired. Sorry. It's corrected.
As for the secret identity, yeah it sounds alright. Travelling scholar sounds nice...problem with bard is I don't have any musical skill at all. Maybe I'd need a goblin name tho. Also I feel I'm hyping that a bit too much - our chances of success are very low, I'm not even sure I can reach their capitale alive.
Post by: TheFlame52 on December 05, 2020, 05:33:28 pm
Post by: Splint on December 05, 2020, 05:49:31 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 05, 2020, 09:03:50 pm
This was probably my most intense Adventurer quest ever. And I am very very satisfied with the outcome. I'll tell everything in the next update and after that...we go back to Kimaeslo Ori? Impersonating the enemy is absolute poggers, I understand why goblins do that so much.
Post by: HakuryuVision on December 10, 2020, 10:38:12 pm
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de9irjb-739e3711-2915-4bd3-88d2-a033b01c32d4.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTlpcmpiLTczOWUzNzExLTI5MTUtNGJkMy04OGQyLWEwMzNiMDFjMzJkNC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.iBeNZ9yFWKAt4RLnYJ8vRqHPyuQGSW-SldJcVgfahts)
That has to be the most dwarvish goblin lady i've ever seen.
Judging by her temper and way of thinking, the dwarves of Bomrek Laltur will be fine with her as their queen.
(Also, i bet she's quite the beauty by dwarven standarts, ooh la la!)
Post by: Sir Knight on December 24, 2020, 10:52:55 am
Alright.
This was probably my most intense Adventurer quest ever. And I am very very satisfied with the outcome.
Wow, I've been away for quite awhile, and it took me ages to read everything. And now I see you've finished playing the infiltration bit, too! That was fast.
I wanna say that all of this storytelling has been wonderful, and I greatly enjoy seeing your depictions of our lovely videogame friends getting into trouble. I wonder when next I'll have the time, or the patience, to go see the procedurally-generated political machinations again for myself.
Post by: Cathar on December 27, 2020, 02:56:54 am
Merry christmas people
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Step at Thomocemir
The road from Asuciro to Thomocemir was rather short – less than a day, but for the two travellers, the time flew even faster. The travels, fights and blunders of their trip had Kashi and Takru taking a liking on each other. Even tho Takru never renounced to her Osmite alliegence, her behavior during this last month of travels had convinced Kashi that she could be relied upon.
Besides, when he looked at the map to Bosangasma, the capitale city of Osmestobûb, Kashi noticed that they would have to cross a big mountain range, in order to stay clear of the dark pits, dug up along the shortest route. Such a detour, necessary to avoid goblin patrols, would lenghten significantly the part of the trip spent far from civilisation... to the point he would not be able to find shelter in a step village for one or two days. This predicament, benign for a group of people, become deadly to the lone traveller – as the darkness covering the land each nigh routinely devours them.
As much as Kashi didn't want to involve Takru on an operation against her homecountry, he still needed her help to at least get there.
They arrived at Thomocemir, where they rested for a couple hours. Takru didn't liked the fortress of the Riverguard very much – as much as it saved her from the violence of her homeplace, she never thought of it as her home. Maybe it was its overmilitarized population, its pearlite culture and foreign technology. Or maybe it was the pile of corpses, left to rot in the open field to the east of the fortress.
Whatever the case, seeing this wooden fortress inwhich she spent already seven years filled Takru with melancholia – probably the same melancholia which, a month ago, led her to join Kashi in his travels a month ago.
They discussed the matter – travelling with Kashi was now life for Takru. And so it was decided that she would act as a guide one more time. After all, she was familiar with the region, and her presence alone was keeping darkness at bay.
(https://scribblechan.com/sc/ds/src/1608892951194.png)
This picture of Takru was gallantly drawn by Caffeine, as a christmas gift, all thanks to him
Kashi borrowed a bronze sword in Thomocemir's armory – considering the dangerosity of his mission, he decided to use every advantage he could get. Against the borrowing of this comparatively high quality weapon, the clerk helped Thomocemir people to clean the corpses on the death field – it took him a couple hours after what, they were gone.
The lost fortress
Although Kashi had studied the map at Thomocemir to prepare his mission, his map were lacking in many aspects. One of which was, ity didn't show settlements of low importance. Such was the ruined dwarven fortress of Vucartogum.
When she saw her companion approaching the gargantuan mountainside ruin in curiosity, Takru had an epidermic reaction.
« I wouldn't go there if I were you » she warned him. « There's nothing here for us – nobody to rescue, nothing to steal and nothing to document »
Built on the side of the mountain surrounding southern Osmestobûb, Vucartogum marked pretty much the border between the empire and the western kingdoms, that now has cristalized as the main frontline of the war. The huge mountain range, which earlier provided protection to the dwarven defenders of Vucartogum, covered the advance of the experience mountaineers of Osme, who attacked it by surpize in summer 141, and sacked it of all its valuables.
A year later, in 142, Islas « Wild Swordsaint » and Erith « Glimmer in the dark », travelling adventurers, tried to explore the ruins, only to find out they were still occupied by a very impovrished and aggressive population, ruled over by what the goblin warlord who conquered it. Vucartogum was not even re-attached to Osmestobûb, and its ressources were so mismanaged that even in late 149, the once mighty fortress still hadn't recovered.
(https://i.imgur.com/McsvAf3.png)
Kashi saw a corpse laying in the middle of the massive entry hall, and heard a group of people talking further into the darkness, Kashi decided that Takru was right and left the premisses of the lost fortress.
Maybe, later, this place can be reconquered, but for now it was nothing but a bandit den.
The road to hell is paved with wildflowers
Although it was cold and rainy, the trip through the mountain range was very different that what Kashi expected. It was a rather lively treck, full of wildlife. Mountain goats ran free among the wild flowers while ravens, geese and eagles shared the skies. Streams of pure water were rushing down the mountaintops and flora was blooming everywhere.
(https://i.imgur.com/06d9YEp.png)
Extremely different, indeed, from the desolate landscape Kashi was expecting to witness.
The walk, however, was very long and was only halfway done when the sun started to sink under the range they already crossed. At this point, they could keep on their treck and maybe arrive at Bosangasma before the morning, but conjsidering the danger of the mission, they decided to campi here instead. They made sure that no patrol was about, lightened up a small campfire, eat a meal made of the grilled meat of a wild goat they hunted and dried lettuce they gathered from Asuciro's village and quickly felt into deep sleep.
Night ended soon enough, and the early dew woke the two travellers. They climbed down the mountain at dawn, walked on the valley and then stopped short of the last hour of travels to Bosangasma.
« Takru, give me a name, Kashi asked his companion.
-A name ?
-Yes, a name ; I'll try to sneak around, but in case I'm caught, I want to pretend I'm a Osmite visitor. »
Takru stopped to think, a bit puzzled, then she turned to Kashi again :
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dea6ia1-d4e889a0-c15a-4739-ba0d-b715c6d7ef72.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWE2aWExLWQ0ZTg4OWEwLWMxNWEtNDczOS1iYTBkLWI3MTVjNmQ3ZWY3Mi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.U8Z6GJfKmVBqwMFCDjIRPhnHGVg_3VK_JAq53RTgN2A)
« Your Osmite name will be Uno.
-Uno ? What does that means ?
- It means « burial ». 'Cause if you get caught and try to pass for an Osmite, that's where I'll see you next time. Your whole garment screams foreigner from miles away, you're human and wearing bronze armor with no trace of corrosion, you'll never pass for an Osmite in a hundred years.
-What about...I pretend to be a traveller ? Like a travelling scholar ? Like...a philosopher ? They are a wierd bunch, arn't they ? And people do not question them anyway – I believe it can work. »
Takru remained skeptical – but Kashi was satisfied with his plan. Pretending to be a travelling philosopher was but a plan B anyway – his main goal was to remain undetected and leave with the kids without being seen.
« What about me ? » Takru asked. « What do I do ?
-You stay here and you wait for me. We'll go back to Kima together when I have the kids.
-And if you don't come back ?
-Then the world is your oister, I guess ? Come back to Kima alone, or rejoin with Osme, or start a new career as a travelling goat herder ? If I'm dead, I don't really mind. »
At this point in time, Kashi trusted Takru. Her loyalty was something he knew he could rely upon. What he feared was, to the contrary, that she would antagonize osmite soldiers, blowing up his cover or otherwise getting killed.
The clerk did not really care for his own life, and the travel to Bomrek-Laltur opened his eyes about the scale of the world's issue, way to important for him to have any meaningful impact on. But Takru – he cared for. If anything, he wanted the goblin he now considered as his closest friend to live happy, far from the war and far from Osme's corruption.
After taking a long inspiration, Kashi, or rather Uno, travelling philosopher, walked toward the dark fortress of Bosangasma.
Aslu and the bartender
To go to the fortress stricto sensu, Kashi had to cross a large field of connected trenches, whose intersections were marked by the presence of multiple stop-houses with solid wooden doors and crenelled roofs ment to accomodate archers. Even if, from a distance, Bosangasma looked like a big pile of stones and mud, from up-close the defensive purpose of its architecture was made very clear.
(https://i.imgur.com/mTfWz0y.png)
Long corridors of dirt would prevent an assailant to use a local numerical superiority to their advantage, while the stop houses and their servents would reduce their numbers and reduce their advance by raining projectiles on them.
Those stop-houses, however, were strangely empty...
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Only in one was a single bartender, a human of strange ethnicity, sitting alone in what seemed to be a small tarvern. But other than its apparent owner, it was empty.
Not wanting to reveal his presence, Kashi pressed on.
Earlier, the clerk feared not to be able to spot the entrance of the fortress itself, but as soon as it saw it, he recognized it immediately.
The building was immense, extremely tall and very large – sounds of grinding and loud yells coming from inside.
Kashi took a moment to prepare himself to enter the building and...was immediately stopped by two people – a girl of small stature, black of skin with piercing blue eys, and the tavern keeper Kashi saw a minute ago. The tavern keeper spoke first.
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The tavern keeper Asno Zolaknokast: Greetings. My name is Asno Sinfulmuck.
You: Hello, human. I am Uno Childsavior. Don't travel alone at night, or the bogeyman will get you.
The tavern keeper Asno Zolaknokast: Everything's good.
Kashi let out a silent sight of relief. Not that he was a particularly good liar, but Osmite people were not very inquisitive and did not question him at all. They had a short conversation in which Kashi asked them vague questions and spoke evasively, and the tavern keeper went back to his tavern.
The girl, however, was more insisting. As soon as the bartender was away, she jumped on Kashi.
« -Save me ! She muttered under her breath.
-Hold on, Kashi answered. What the hell is going on ? Save you from what ? »
The girl, whose real name was Aslu, was captured as a child by Osme. Prior to her abduction, she was the daughter of two travellers of Egapesor origins, a wandering merchant and his caravan guard he ended up marrying.
« I'm looking for a kid called Uquur. » Kashi admitted to her. « Help me find him, and I'll get you out of here. »
The girl nodded and the two of them entered inside of the dark fortress.
The tale of two trolls
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After crossing an antichamber that was used to store slumbering beakdogs, th two entered in the main hall. It was an empty stone room with trolls and beakdogs hanging out in the back of the building. Some trolls had an occupation, banging stones together or working with wooden sticks to craft crude bows and arrows. They did not seem to know how to talk but were wearing clothes.
Kashi was about to press on, but another girl threw herself in front of him.
« You're not from here, are you ? » it was a girl of pearlite, or maybe amegilian origins. « Please help me ! I need to get out of here ! »
Kashi nodded, but as soon as he did, a muscular troll wearing a cloak made of gremlin skin noticed them and charged them at full speed. Clearly, the beast had understood what was going on.
The clerk elected to rush forward into the depths of the fortress, closely followed by Aslu. Kashi could maybe defeat the troll – maybe – but fighting here would be a death sentence. His cover would have been blown, and the rest of the castle denizen would turn on him immediately.
The girl wasn't as lucky. The troll seized her, and after a short struggle, stranggled her and left her limp body on the ground, before starting to wander about, searching for the other two.
This troll could not talk and as such, could not explain to the other trolls the reason of their sudden outburst – if they could, they would probably have joined the hunt. Kashi needed to be more prudent. He could not afford to be caught in the open by one of these monsters. He had little doubt he'd had to fight it on the way out, but hopefully he could ambush it far from the other monsters and maintain his false identity.
Behind them, another fight broke out. Another troll, armed with a silver great axe, had a physical altercation with the troll boyer – the altercation escalated quickly, but only stopped when the axe was jammed deep into the boyer's skull. The axe troll then also wandered in.
Kashi signed to Aslu to remain calm and hidden. The two murder trolls were very close by and Kashi wanted to observe the situation before taking action.
The axe troll passed by – Kashi was hidden.
Apparently the troll was wounded in the scuffle and distress was readable on its face. The clerk wasnt sure to understand, but he tried to talk to him in the absolutely softest voice he could.
The creature could not see him, and could not talk back...but clearly it understood his intonation. The sound of the voice of Kashi clearly calmed it down. The young man made some key-jiggling jokes, which amused the beast – which sound muttered its own name - Stothosmumxu. The only thing he knew to articulate.
Kashi felt understood. A shame, he thought, that the troll cannot speak nor even understand complex phrases. Kashi would have freed him also.
He signed to Aslu to follow him, and they went deeper into the fortress.
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They soon arrived at the jail cells – they were empty. The prisonners were outside, helping with chores and expecting rescue. No amegilian kid to be found. They went deeper, scouting the area during long minutes, until....
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Clear-voiced prisoner: Please help me!
You: Come with me and I'll bring you to safety.
Clear-voiced prisoner: Thank you!
The troll Nakoukuz attacks the clear-voiced peasant but He jumps away!
It was the same troll that had kill the girl, earlier – and as for the prisonner, his tan skin, golden hair and amber eyes identified him as an amegilian. Maybe it was Uquur ? Kashi had to stop the troll now.
The prisonner was hit in the shoulder by the troll's massive paw and rolled on the floor, before standing up and booking it. The monster followed him at full speed, Kashi pursuing them both.
That's horrible – he thought. If that prisonner is indeed Uquur, he is going to die in front of me. The chase in the fort was nervewracking – but short. Soon enough, the murderous troll bumped into Stothosmumxu, who stopped them with a violent hacking of its silver axe.
The axe wasn't really sharp and the troll was solid, the hit barely wounded it – but it allowed the prisonner to flee.
At this point, Kashi could escape aswell. The trolls were now pitted against each other, and the two solid creatures would probably take a long time before wearing each other down. But Stothosmumxu had saved the prisonner, and Kashi could not leave it to die. He drew his two swords and jumped on the beast's back.
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The fight was short, and soon the creature was down on the fortress gloor. It was time for the clerk to book it as fast as he could.
But before he would, he turned to the troll who saved his prisonner.
« Stothosmumxu, come with me. I can get you out of here » he said.
No response.
« I'm serious ! You don't have to stay in this hell pit. I can find you a place in the kingdom of pearls ! »
The monster looked at him with his glazy eyes, smiled faintly and said nothing. Kashi had to go.
He soon rejoined the running prisonner – the small amegilian man and Aslu. The three of them ran outside the fortress – nobody tried to stop them.
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The amegilian prisonner was wounded, but could still walk. Soon, they were outside the fortress and on their ways up the mountain.
By the will of the gods, the prisonner was indeed Uquur, the long lost grandson of lord Athem of Amegil. He was about 35 now, but malntutrition -or was it goblin curses?- had frozen him at his teenage size. For all his adult life, this grandson of a lord had been slavering away in a goblin pit – an undeserved fate for an amegilian noble.
The group walked in the valley to get Takru, who looked genuinly surprized to find them alive.
It was time to head back.
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Post by: TheFlame52 on December 27, 2020, 12:26:43 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 27, 2020, 01:37:38 pm
Post by: Splint on December 27, 2020, 02:33:44 pm
Hell of a job on the rescue all the same. Two out of three ain't bad, especially when two of those three weren't strictly necessary to rescue.
Post by: HakuryuVision on December 27, 2020, 09:31:17 pm
I tried rescuing children from goblin pits once, and i only managed to save ONE, the rest (they were about 9 initally) got mangled and slain by beak dogs and trolls.
-and that one dwarven child i rescued suddenly turned on his supposed parents i reunited him with. Just went nuts and killed his own father and uncle. (never figured out if it was some kind of bug, or some unwanted result of the kids' assumed identity in the goblin pits.)
Awesome work, Cathar!
And also merry christmas!!
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Post by: Cathar on December 28, 2020, 07:56:55 am
Post by: Sir Knight on January 01, 2021, 01:28:21 pm
I'm trying to figure out the in-game sequence for part of this. What was the in-game command you gave to make Takru wait? Can I assume you did no fast-traveling after making her wait? I'm used to companions just getting utterly lost with the slightest provocation.
Post by: Cathar on January 01, 2021, 01:33:56 pm
Edit : Also yes, I did some fast travelling. I never had any issues with that, but in the same time, I asked her to wait in a very exposed, very easily findable location
I have some more adventures to share (because travelling to remote location to house the prisonners was an adventure in itself), but maybe now is the time to decide what we do next.
Should we send another expedition to Kimaeslo Ori ? Maybe now, we can trade with local dwarves, so maybe steel is atteinable. Or do we continue to adventure ? Or we do something else ? All ideas welcome
Post by: Splint on January 01, 2021, 02:53:33 pm
I do seriously hope the progress triggers work whenever another settlement is set up. Cause it's been a while since I've settled near enough to dwarves as another civ to find out.
Post by: Witty on January 01, 2021, 08:41:07 pm
Post by: Cathar on January 07, 2021, 09:03:15 pm
Because the day was now well into evening and because the travellers were exhausted by their daring escape from Bosangasma, they did not push the effort and soon found shelter in one of the Kodsakzul's hillside villages, spread like dandelions around the mountains of the region.
Dwarves of Kodsakzul had been suffering for a long time of Osme's exactions – many of the evil dwarves fielding imperial hordes were of Kodsakzul decent due to the excursions of child snatchers over the years. When the little team explained the villagers who they were, and where they came from, they were received with open arms.
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One of them, a chubby cattle farmer, boasted proudly that they – the dwarves of Kodsakzul – were waging a war in the north against the rival empire of Ansgekistozu. They were specifically led by a very competent general, who earlier in his life had been a vagrant, an adventurer and a musician, but whose skills at leading soldiers and planning battles were second to none. Every now and then, he would leave the mountainhall with the royal army, and come back unscathed from the ice-carved fortress of Dongmustu, with the heads of its garrison in tow.
« A few years before Ansgekstozu falls ! » the herder rejoiced. « Maybe only months, or who knows, maybe even weeks ! Good times indeed ! »
How many lives could have been saved, Kashi thought, had the efforts of that General Olin been directed against Osme instead!Comparatively, the nothern empire of Ansgekstozu was weak, impovrished and depopulated – the war waged against it by all the neighbouring kingdoms was less a war than it was a feeding frenzy.
Osme – which in passing was also part of said feeding frenzy – had a large army and its conquest effort, both in the north and in the south, was still in full effect, its warlords were power hungry and pushed by sheer overpopulation pressure from Bosangasma to the civilized world.
The little troop fell asleep very quickly.
After an uncomfortable, but well resting night spent in the small dwarven hole on the hill and a disgusting breakfast made of dried lettuce, the group resumed its travels – their first goal would be to rejoin the relative security of the civilized land by reaching Thomocemir.
Uquur, the small man with golden hair, was reserved at first, talking only when talked to and otherwise keeping to himself. By contrast, Aslu, the girl from Egapesor with deep black skin and piercing blue eyes, was very lively and would start conversations with anyone, on any topic.
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You: Tell me about your family.
Aslu (to Takru): Hello Takru. It really is a pleasure to speak with you again.
Uquur: I had a cousin named Ca¤ar Tightnessclosed. In the early autumn of 125, Ca¤ar married Enthep Mileflights.
Takru (to Aslu): Hello. It is good to see you. It really is a pleasure to speak with you again.
You: Tell me about your family.
Aslu (to Takru): There's more to life than becoming great at just one thing, but being good at several isn't bad!
Uquur: I have a cousin named Kusut Twinkledspoons. In the early summer of 134, Kusut married Histek Oakphantoms.
Takru (to Aslu): I don't want to argue.
You: You look like a mighty warrior indeed.
Aslu (to Takru): I require a substantive reply. There's more to life than becoming great at just one thing, but being good at several isn't bad!
Uquur: I am a peasant.
Takru (to Aslu): I don't know what to say.
Aslu (to Takru): There must be something else to discuss.
Takru (to Aslu): So, the giant hoary marmot and the flounders...
Aslu (to Takru): You can be powerful or powerless. The choice is yours, until somebody makes it for you.
The bark of Thomocemir's domesticated capybaras interrupted the argument. The travel was much shorter than they thought.
From Thomocemir to Konlimones
Being the most fortified place in the region, the border fort of Thomocemir allowed the travellers to rest and to prepare to the rest of their journey – as a long walk home was still to be made. But where was home ?
For Uquur, it was simple – Konlimones, in the nothern kingdom of Amegil, was where he had to go. His family was controlling the whole city – his father was a small nobleman, his grandfather the local lord. Kashi already knew the way to Konlimones – it was a long, arduous, but eventually comparatively safe journey.
But quid of Aslu ?
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You: Where should I take you?
Aslu: My father Orid Braidedisland lives in Cathated.
Cathated – the translation was clear enough – it was a dark pit by the name of Sestobûb dug and occupied by goblins. Kashi frowned. What was the meaning of that ?
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You: You look like a mighty warrior indeed.
Aslu: I am a peasant.
You: Who do you work for?
Aslu appears to acquiesce.
Aslu: I serve no one.
Kashi investigated her – because her story felt dubious and unrealistic – she was just saved from Osme...and now she wanted back ?! He pressed her further, and finally understood.
Both her parents were travellers – her mother was a mercenary until her death, and her father was a travelling bard. When she was kidnapped as a teenager, her father spent his life looking for her, assuming multiple identities – investigating dark pits in order to free his daughter. The last time he was sighted – according to the informations she had – it was in Sestobûb. He was under a false identity, but she was positive she could recognize him.
Kashi did not promise to help her out any further – going back to Osmite territory was not an idea he was fond of at all. After walking Uquur home – he'll see.
Aslu was out of other option and accepted to accompany them to Konlimones – freedom and the perspective of seing her family again had filled her eyes with sparkles.
The rest of the morning was spent scavenging the battlefield east of the fort. They found copper shields, a fitting armor set and a couple weapons. All of that, they gave to the two rescuees to protect them during the travel.
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It was probably an unecessary precaution – the travel was safe and they were under the protection of two very good fighters – but Kashi decided to wear belt and suspenders on that trip. There is no way, he thought, that I'd accept losing those two rescuees to starving wildlife after what they just went through.
Because he wanted to sette his debts to the border fortresse, Kashi gave his bronze sword back to the armory. His old copper sword, he gave to Uquur and found a longer, two-handed goblin blade rusting away on the battlefield to replace it. It was a blade of poor quality made of low-tin bronze – widely known to lose their egde extremely fast and bend easily – but compared to the big knife he used until then, it wasn't all that bad a weapon.
As soon they were done settling debts and scavenging, they left Thomocemir and once again, took the northern road that leads to Konlimones.
A monstruous, uniform, colorless cloud was obstructing the sky, and long, cold, needly raindrops were soaking the muddy road. It was dark, it was cold, but Uquur and especially Aslu were like two small sunbeams.
« Soon, I'll be home ! » rejoiced Uquur. « You'll see – my family is wealthy, you will not regret your heroic deeds ! »
The rest of the road to Konlimones was uneventful. Uquur opened up a little after a couple attempts at discussions. Takru talked a lot about the history of the diverse groups forming Osmestobûb – she knew a lot about the history of her country, and was more than happy to share her vast knowledge.
Aslu was gregarious – almost to the point of servility, which distressed the young clerk.
Kashi couldn't help but suspect her of some ill-intent. However, his suspiscions remained suspiscions, and he decided not to act on them. Even if Aslu was a spy – what harm could she possibly do ? She was an unskilled laborer and certainly not a professional killer. Maybe she simply had taken up some Osmite « fleas » due to a lifetime of of serving them, and protecting oneself under a mask of agreableness was a behavior she had to learn to survive in Bosangasma.
Two things were certain : there was something under that hood of agreableness, and Aslu was making every effort to not let it appear.
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They nonetheless continued their trip north, which took them two additional days of walk. They slept comfortably at a small Bomreki tavern, then crossed a Wulemaapasi elven retreat – the elves climbed in their trees like squirrels as soon as they saw humans. The olive-skinned elves of Wulemaapasi are not known for their fondness of humanity.
The travellers pressed-on.
They arrived at Knolimones during the night, where they met yet another challenge : their poor sense of orientation. They could not find Lord Athem's manor ! They roamed in around the village for multiple hours – the night was now advanced, the companions were exhausted and wanted to rest.
« Look – said Takru, we're not in a hurry, are we ? We need to sleep before we can leave this place anyway. Let's find shelter in the village, and go to Lord Athem tomorrow »
And so it was decided. They went to the village and hit at a peasant door, to ask for shelter. A small, chubby farmer with graying hair opened, to the relief of the group – on all but Uquur's face, where a mix of surprize and joy could be read
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The peasant Uquur Anlarhob: Father, is it really you?
The family was, indeed, controlling the whole village.
The group slept in the farmer's house for the night – they would part ways with Uquur in the morning.
The master-at-arms
Morning came soon enough, and it was time for the group to leave.
- That's where I have to leave you, Uquur said. Thanks for all.
-What will you do now ?
-I don't know exactly – the man with golden hair hesitated. But I will do something. Maybe I will rouse the people of Amegil against the tyrants of Osme – maybe I will become a fighter myself. Maybe – even – I will become the next Prince Ahthal ! Now that I am a free man, the amount of choice is a bit dazzling. But I shall recover soon, and get started on a large scale project. »
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« Then I look forward to hear your name pronounced in awe throughout the land ! Kashi smiled. Farewell, Uquur – may your gods watch over you and your own.
-Farewell, Kashi ! You shall be welcome in Konlimones always »
Diplomacy with Bomrek-Laltur has been a complete failure – but at least, their travels succeeded in establishing stronger bonds between the Kingdom of Kima and the Kingdom of Amegil.
Now remained one last issue – what to do with Aslu ? Kashi really didn't wanted to go back to Osme...maybe there was an alternative ? He saw that, earlier in her life, she was living in the small lakeside town of Bugikawe. Maybe they could just.... go there and see if she has family still living there ? Maybe they would just lead her there and just...Let her start her new life ?
That sure would help a lot. And if that's not the casen Bugikawe happened to be on the road leading to the dreaded pit of Sestobûb, where her father should be.
With their plan so prepared, they started to walk south east, in the direction of he large lake ontgo which the town of Bugikawe was settled.
The trip, however, had to cross the wild freezing plains between the civilized world and Osme – far more dangerous than the straight north-south they had been taking until now.
It is on those snowy plains that they were stopped by a single man, coming to them armed with a large decorated copper battle axe. By his deep black skin and piercing blue eyes, he was easily identified as a man from Egapesor – by his white silken cloak and his sharp accent, he was recognizable as an Osmite. By his presence alone in the freezing plains, he was assured to be a bandit, and by his straight colorless hair, his straight white beard, his confident demeanor and the decorations on his garments, he appeared to be a master-at-arms.
When he saw Kashi and Takru, he walked toward them, pointing his large war axe toward them.
« This is a fight ! » he yelled picking up the pace. « Unsheath your blade and fight me ! »
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You draw the copper two-handed sword with your Right hand.
You attack the straight-hair Axe Lord but He jumps away!
You miss the straight-hair Axe Lord!
You catch The straight-hair Axe Lord's ®ðcopper great axeð¯ with Your left hand!
You struggle for the ®ðcopper great axeð¯.
They struggled for the weapon – but Kashi was younger and more well-fed. He disarmed the bandit and gave him a couple strikes with his sword – through wich the bandit weaved without an issue. The man was a master-at-arms and was not to be triffled with – even disarmed.
Kashi tried to maintain the man at a distance with his two handed sword, but he kept advancing. The young clerk could not understand his behavior – what was he after ? Loot ? Kashi's bonze armor surely was valuable but more valuable than one's life ? A fight ? How could he expect to win, disarmed after the first engagement ?
Now Takru joined the fight, flanking the bandit. Her spear made of dwarven iron – she borrowed it it from Bomrek-Laltur – piercing effortlessly through the master-at-arms thick clothing. Aslu cheered, undisturbed by the violence.
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The straight-hair Axe Lord misses Takru!
You attack the straight-hair Axe Lord but He jumps away!
Aslu (to Takru): We grow through debate and struggle, even chaos and discord.
The straight-hair Axe Lord misses Takru!
Takru (to Aslu): Despite some minor reservations... I confess your stunning argument overwhelms me!
Takru strikes at the straight-hair Axe Lord but the shot is blocked!
You miss the straight-hair Axe Lord!
Like most fights, the quality of contact determined the direction of engagement. The bandit lost the first exchange, he was disarmed and wounded.
A lucky hit to the back throw him on the ground.
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You: You must yield!
Tan strikes at the straight-hair Axe Lord but the shot is blocked!
The straight-hair Axe Lord strikes Tan in the head with his *copper shield*, but the attack is deflected by Tan's small copper helm!
Tan attacks the straight-hair Axe Lord but He rolls away!
The straight-hair Axe Lord strikes Tan in the upper body from the side with his *copper shield*, bruising the muscle through the small cougar leather armor!
Tan strikes at the straight-hair Axe Lord but the shot is blocked!
Straight-hair Axe Lord: I yield! I yield!
Takru however kept coming at him, giving him the wacking of a lifetime, and sending him running and screaming.
Poor soul, Kashi thought. In normal conditions, he would probably have tried to appease the man, but with Takru and Aslu under his protection, Kashi had to keep his priorities straight – the man was close to his camp, he would make it and recover.
They resumed their travels, but ten to twenty minutes later, they saw the man coming back. Still disarmed, to attack them again.
« What in Ino's name ? » Exclaimed Kashi, unshealting his blade again. « Is it death that you seek ?
The scuffle resumed, this time even more one-sided. The man was wounded multiple times then left in pain on the ground.
« Then do it yourself ! » Kashi would not kill that old bandit. « Or find someone else ! I don''t care, but stop bothering us now. »
Kashi stopped Takru from finishing the man, and they left.
The sermon of Bugikawe
The travellers arrived at Bugikawe a couple hours later. The rain had subsided for a moment, and was now but a light freezing shower.
As the group was wandering through the streets, Aslu grew confused. Sure, she said, I lived here when I was a kid – she said – but my father lives in Sestobûb.
« Don't you have family here aswell ? » Kashi enquired. He really didn't wanted to go to Sestobûb. But to his horror, she shook her head.
After the fight against the master-at-arms, the group was exhausted anywhay. Better stop for a few hours, find a tavern, have a drink and assess the situation.
They entered a small tavern, where a macedwarf was busy yelling a story about the corronation of the first queen of Kodsakzul. He spoke of her crown, of the throne, of the crowd and of their cheers. It was the start of Kodsakzul's calendar, he said, and the first moment the dwarves of autumns, masters of the central mountains of the eastern subcontinent, stood in unity.
« Didn't last long » mocked a tavern patron. « Now, half of them are with Osme »
It was a lancer in his late fourty, wearing a pearlite leather armor over gray reed robes. He replaced his standardized conic hardhat by a full helmet, and thick leather cloak was wrapped around him to keep him from the cold. His long two-handed spear was sitting next to him, and he played with an empty wooden mug, listening to the dwarf's story without particular interest.
Surprized to find a pearlite fighter in Bugikawe, Kashi sat next to him.
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You: Greetings. My name is Kashi Whiskerdweller.
The pikeman Ebka Cikoaslu: Ah, hello. I'm Ebka Sweetnesscircles.
You: You look like a mighty warrior indeed.
The pikeman Ebka Cikoaslu: I seek fortune and glory by offering my skill at arms in Braidedwarded. I have taken down one grizzly bear while stalking Hairyoracle.
By interrogating him further, he understood Ebka to be an elf-hunter. That breed of men determined to stop the elven raids on civilized settlements, going wherever they can to offer assistance to whoever would fight them. In total, Ebka fought in ten battles, sprayed over four different wars. While he never achieved greatness, every city he helped to defend managed to repel their elven invaders and their armies of entralled beasts.
Kashi and Ebka discussed a bit, until the storyteller tried to describe the dress of the queen using an extended metaphore, which happened to be vulgar and unsound. The inavertantly blasphemous style figure made quite a commotion among the other Kodsakzul listeners who were now booing him.
« A quite nice dress indeed ! » The storyteller tried to land on his feet, but understood he was testing the patience of his audience. He resolved to finish his story quickly
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Narrow-ears dwarf poet: This storyteller stinks!
The pikeman Ebka Cikoaslu: This storyteller? Awful.
The splayed-ears dwarf macedwarf stumbles over the details.
The upturned-nose dwarf bard stands up.
Narrow-ears dwarf poet: This storyteller couldn't be much worse.
Feering the audience would force him to stand down, the poor dwarf left the stage in a heart crushing annoyed indifference.
« You said you were a clerk and a philosopher, Kashi ? » asked the pikeman. « Why don't you show the Kodsakzul how pearlites adress crowds ?
-I don't have a lot of experience with crowds...Kashi admitted, but refusing now would be disgraceful. Let me say a public word or two. »
He stood up from his stool and walked toward the empty space the last speaker was occupying.
« Peace » he said, clearing his throat. « The state of Minbazkar as the gods created it- is the highest possible value »
No other even compare – liberty ? What's liberty to a dead man ? Kindness ? How kind can a man willing to kill his brother can be ? Compassion ? Truth ? Knowledge ? Small deities in the pantheons ruled by Peace. Peace – he repeated – who gives birth to all virtues, is also the greatest of them all.
Kashi pontificated about the absolute value of peace so and so – but did it with such a way with words that his audience did not counted the minutes he spent talking, nor did they remarked the number of wars waged by Kima against its neighbours.
Was Kashi an hypocrite ? A bit. His position as a royal agent implied his support for the royal approved wars Kima was waging against Pilalene, Wulemaapasi, Osmestobûb and Desoruzol. It also implied his consent to the sell of weapons of war to the elves of Iferifiyopi, waging a war of their own in the south.
Kashi thought of Peace as the greatest ideal, but also as something abstract, foreign, far away – maybe inatteinable. He was trying sincerely to promote pece between the people of the Land of Oak, but now he had some diplomatic experience, he was beggining to doubt it was achievable – in his lifetime or maybe at all.
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You conclude your performance.
Narrow-ears dwarf poet: I saw Kashi Whiskerdweller preach on peace. It's boring.
Upturned-nose dwarf bard: I saw Kashi Whiskerdweller preach on peace. It's boring.
It wasn't the cheers Kashi expected, but at least he didn't endured the epidermic reaction the previous storyteller have. Maybe there's ground for improvement, he thought.
He went back to his seat.
« I don't want to linger here very long » he explained to Ebka. « I have a very long trip to reconnect my Egapesor companion with her father.
- It was nice to meet you, clerk Kashi. If you're leaving, I advise you to pay a visit to the court beforehand. Paying respect to Bugikawe's nobility goes a long way »
Seing the wisdom behind the advice, Kashi gathered his companion and walked with them to the gigantic stone castle.
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The lord was absent – but the court was being held in his absence. In this Egapesor city, almost all noblemen were from other ethnicities. There, two Kodsakzul dwarves and two Dezoruzol, a Dencothi swordswoman – here, an Amegilian sworncaptain and her husband, a pearlite fencer.
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When he saw Kashi, something illuminated the pearlite's face. Kashi was well received and questionned for news of the homeland. The pearlite swordsman was very eager to learn more about the happenings in the kingdom of Kima, and when Kashi revealed he was coming from Thomocemir, the man's interest grew again.
« Thomocemir ! » he exclaimed. « Ino bless their souls. Without them, and without their knights, I would have been killed – and most probably devoured by a creature of the night – seven years ago. »
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« Islas, Erith and Uzu – they saved me from certain death » he exclaimed. « If you see them – please tell them that I recovered, and am now a happy man ».
Kashi promised to do that much, and soon took his leave. Now was the time to march toward Sestobûb.
Peaceful walk along the shores
Now that they were at Bugikawe, half of the trip to Stestobûb was already done. All they had to do was to follow the shore of the lake – a long walk on beaches of black sand. The waves, washing the black banks, produced a soothing mist, washing away the worries of the three companions. Above them, the clouds had dispersed.
« It's a bit cold still » Kashi remarked to Takru. « We should come back in summer – when there's peace in the region. Then it'll be perfect.
The naivity of the statement was probably intentional, but it made Takru smile.
However, even if the future was uncertain, the present moment felt right, enjoyable and happy. Perhaps enough, Kashi thought, to keep on going – there would certainly be more evening like this – spent walking along the black banks washed by the tides.
(https://i.imgur.com/UZcAeGE.png)
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The belly of the beast
Sestobûb ressembled Bosangasma in its architecture : long trenches connected by stophouses at their intersections. But where Bosangasma had a clear dungeon, an obvious entrance at its core, the pit of Sestobûb did not. The group spent hours roaming from trench to trench, looking for a path leading downward, for goblins homes were always dug underground.
For a long time, no such luck. Takru wasn't helping – she did not know this pit.
« The entrance can be anywhere » she said. « You need to look in the stophouses – one of them will lead downward.
-But which one ?
-I don't know – the speargoblin responded. That's the point ! Every second an army spends confused in the trench is a second the defenders of the pit can use to rally and gather. »
They were so, completely lost in the trenches. Until Aslu, looking around, spotted a hooded figure in the distance. It was a woman of a certain age, of Egapesor ancestry, wearing Osmite silken robes, and wielding a two handed silver hammer.
A guard, no doubt. If she emerged from the ground – she must be near the entrance. We only need to follow her as she comes back inside, and the maze trap of Sestobûb would have been overcome.
They came a bit closer, watching the movements of the woman in white – clearly, she was walking toward one of the stophouses. The group already had investigated this one...had they miss something ? They came closer still...and were spotted soon after.
With no question asked and no warning given, the hammerguard ran at full speed toward the group, lifting her heavy maul in a furious blow, that Kashi narrowly dodged. The two fighter tumbled inside the trench.
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Quick like the wind, Takru joined the fight, jumping from the top of the trench, jamming her knee in the guard's face. The hit, softened by her helmet, was enough to throw her onto the muddy ground.
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You: Let us stop this pointless fighting!
The skinny hammerman strikes at Takru but the shot is deftly parried by the +steel spear+!
Takru stabs the skinny hammerman in the lower body from behind with her +steel spear+, tearing the muscle and tearing apart the right kidney through the xcave spider silk cloakx!
The +steel spear+ has lodged firmly in the wound!
Takru: I cannot just stand by. There is no need to feel vengeful.
The skinny hammerman misses Takru!
Takru pulls on the embedded +steel spear+.
Takru gains possession of the +steel spear+.
Skinny hammerman: I will fight no more.
Kashi snagged the hammer out of her hands, and soon after, the guard ran for her life – wounded but alive.
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The three companion went into the stophouse and investigated it anew – one trapdoor, easily missed, was hidden in the shadows of the building. Kashi went in first, followed by his two companions.
Inside of it was an expensive network of tunnels and corridors, spanning over three levels. It was a bit uncomfortable for Kashi – the tunnels were not ment to accomodate human heights.
(https://i.imgur.com/CiRN8SN.png)
Hours they spent in those tunnels, looking for someone that may very well have left or have died. With no access to the sun, they quickly lost their sense of time – Kashi greeted everyone he met – man, goblin, or barn owl beastman – as he saw one in the corridors. It was important, he thought, that I am recognized as Uno, the travelling philosopher, as not to be attacked again by a zealous guard again.
« I think I have your man ! » eventually excvlaimed Takru. « It's an egapesor dude wearing green ».
Green clothes are usually the sign of human civilizations, Amegil or Egapesor, as they are one of the few in Minbazkar to dye their clothes green. Goblins, that much was clear, do not use dies, preferring the gray of troll furs, the white of silk and the splattering of colors of beak dog leather.
Aslu grew more excited and pulled Kashi toward the man in question.
When they eventually saw themselves, all doubt vanished.
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The peasant Aslu Ibonitni: Father!
Narrow-chin bard: Child!
The narrow-chin bard embraces the peasant Aslu Ibonitni.
The peasant Aslu Ibonitni: Father!
Narrow-chin bard: Child, is it really you?
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Well, that concludes our adventure on a positive note. We'll be embarking soon – to try to finish the bridge and to transform it into a real, impregnable fortress this time.
People who want to be dorfed (humaned?) as one of the fundings seven can make their requests right now.
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 08, 2021, 12:07:45 am
Would it be alright if he/she was named 'Toki' again?
I mean, its not that rare for people to share the same name.
Don't care about gender or profession.
P.S. really glad you didn't encounter the same bug/oversight i had.
I'd still count Kashi as a pretty succesful adventurer, even if he did not get steel for Mong Kima.
Post by: Cathar on January 08, 2021, 11:02:36 am
In the meantime have a bonus goblin
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Post by: TheFlame52 on January 08, 2021, 03:42:05 pm
In the meantime have a bonus goblinnice :P
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 08, 2021, 06:36:28 pm
In the meantime have a bonus goblinHmmmmmmm...
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/debvkgc-c9b30175-42a9-4357-a53c-3a5216c63081.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWJ2a2djLWM5YjMwMTc1LTQyYTktNDM1Ny1hNTNjLTNhNTIxNmM2MzA4MS5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.nCqV-WKu9KbHpR-Z8zdRHm-NeJidFycHa99QbBXbaiM)
I think i'm going to download that picture for academic purposes. *cough*
Post by: Splint on January 08, 2021, 08:06:45 pm
If nobody else wants the post, the militia won't lead itself. Someone able to swing a mace or a warhammer (whichever you prefer/find more interesting, though I confess I'm operating under minimizing any messes when the inevitable comes,) by the name of Totten. Given the name (pulled from the file I used before, meaning "Brigand,") maybe if you happen to have someone who is kind of an asshole they'd be a good fit. :P Gender is no object.
Post by: Cathar on January 08, 2021, 09:28:54 pm
So far we have :
Toki (no specification)
Totten (Maceman or Hammerman)
Histamine (Tactician, female)
Figaro (Goat herder, male)
Ralin (Doctor, female)
We have three more spaces to fill and we'll embark. This time, we'll secure the fortress so turtling will become an option.
Our objectives will be
• To reclaim, repair, reinforce and build further the fortress
•Repel any osmite invasion, stop their westward advance
• Produce weapons of war, operate the biggest human foundry and weaponshmith workshop of Minbazkar. If possible work with steel
• Creating an army able to wage outside wars, and advance to the east. Fikrst objectives are the ghost town of Edetledir and the bandit den of Vucartogum. After what, we might retake Tetzobsha and attack the elves of Pilalene, depending on circumstances
•Do not mess the diplomacy with our local allies if possible, establish good will with both elves and dwarves
Our advantage is, the infrastructure is already here. The drawback is, it's filled with corpses. Now we'll prepare for all out war
We'll need a name for our group, and maybe a flag too - if you feel inspired please do not hesitate.
Most likely, the roleplay-lore of the group will be a group of opportunists going to inhabit the dead bridgetown, up and until the kingdom sends a real nobleman to lord over it again, so we have a lot of opportunities for storytelling and decision making.
Post by: Luckyowl on January 08, 2021, 09:38:10 pm
Post by: Cathar on January 08, 2021, 09:54:05 pm
Post by: Splint on January 08, 2021, 10:11:56 pm
An anvil, sword and axe in a circle. I'll whip something up tomorrow.
Post by: Darkening Kaos on January 08, 2021, 11:31:19 pm
Post by: Yarlig on January 09, 2021, 07:21:42 am
Also' after lurk-reading the entire thread I must say' this is some real quality stuff; I feel like my view of DF has mostly shifted from slice-to-pieces towards slice-of-life largely thanks to it.
Post by: Cathar on January 09, 2021, 08:10:25 am
That's how I see DF, but I recon it also can be played like an hack and slash roguelike...It's just more fun for me to go legend digging.
Other than that, you're both in, so all the slots are full. Now we just wait for our flag, and we embark. Thanks a lot for your interest !
Post by: Splint on January 10, 2021, 04:43:18 am
(https://i.imgur.com/YSXKill.png)
Not necessarily what I had initially had in mind, but I ended up going for faded dye on old fabric. Kinda clunky and didn't take me that long to do because I stuck to bolting simple shapes together (helped by most swords human troops use appearing as single-edged hacking blades.) Sorry it took a while, ended up in a veyr long and drawn out rambling discussion with someone then slept most of the remainder of the day yesterday.
I kind of imagine it being an old smithing guild's banner tacked to the sides of a wagon, which I figure would be appropriate.
Post by: Cathar on January 11, 2021, 07:26:50 am
I'm currently making the references, 3 out of 7 are already made. The embark is less painful than expected, but we're also running into issues that I'll tell you everything about in the first report
Post by: Splint on January 12, 2021, 01:01:28 am
EDIT: Second verse, same as the first.
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Post by: Cathar on January 26, 2021, 04:01:43 am
Autumn was ending on the central settlements and the temperatures were starting to fall. This year, the shortening days and the chilly wind came with the new of the destruction of the Aconilun and the sack of Kimaeslo Ori, which plunged the human kingdoms in anguish. Because the scale of the blunder – three hundred men slain in a country of two thousands – but even more importantly because by attacking far behind the front line, Osme shown they could strike anywhere they'd please. Cavalry now allowed Osmite warlords to swiftly transport armies without being slowed down by their size. Nowhere was safe anymore.
Terrible imperial troops were advancing fron the east, flesh eating Pilalene elves were still organizing in the west, to the south, the infranchissable oceanic barrier, and now, a terrible man-eating winter was falling from the north. The last days of the decade, it seems, would prove difficult for the human kingdoms of the central sea.
However dire the situation was for the villages, it was even worst for the part of the population living outside. Vagrants and travellers, having neither home nor community, are cursed to travel the land from home to home, begging for hospitality and spare food.
And if, by time of abundance generosity applenty, as people are keen of giving away the food that would otherwise rot away, the cold weather and the rapid emptying of granaries grew the people stingier. Left homeless and hungry, vagrants would become more desperate – some would elect to try and join a community as a farmhand, others would pick up a weapon and become mercenaries – or the gods forbid, a bandit. A good pearlite would never sink as low as to become a bandit, but a starved one ? There is no wall to high, no body of water too deep, and no value held too preciously to stop a starving man from acquiring his next meal.
« Are you suggesting we become bandits ? » asked a rather large man, holding his leather hood on his orange hair agaisnt the howling autumn wind. « Surely you jest – we don't have weapons and even if he had, it'd take a different man than I am to swing it at someone.
-Why not, answered his interlocutor, a woman in her thirty. Weapons are easy to come about, and we would not kill people, just rob them.
-But people defend themselves when they are robbed, the man interjected. Soon or late, it'll come to blows and after that... »
He marked a pause, looking around as the sun was quietly setting over the Desor Uzol mountains in the west. The evening will come fast and he should get the fire going.
He assembled the dead wood he gathered earlier, lied smallwood on the ground, and using a tool composed of a smallbow, a stick and a pierced plank, started to try to light a fire.
The weather was a bit humid and the exercise took him longer than he expected – but maybe ten minutes of intense effort, small flames would soon appear and spread to the smallwood. His companion soon helped him by organizing the medium-sized branches in a conic shape around the smallwood. The flames soon spread to them, a log could then be placed in the heart of the camp and the fire was truely born.
A smile of satisfaction appeared on the faces of the two travellers. At least they will have some warmth for the night, and will be able to cook their evening's meal. But as the temperature went higher, that smile soon disapeared.
« Totten, the monsoon is coming soon » the man frowned. « It'll be multiple weeks of rain and thunder - that's probably the last fire we'll enjoy for a long time.
-Don't worry, Toki, we'll be fine in the end. » the woman smiled sincerely. « Whatever it is, we'll find a solution. »
The bleat of a couple goat interrupted the conversation. They were lead by a tall pearlite man wearing a cloth cloak over a fish leather tunic. The herder smiled as he saw the fire was ready, and attached his three goats to a nearby tree.
The man's name was Figaro – a small herder accompanying the company. - he helped with the foraging, his beasts provided a steady supply of milk and he could cook competently. He was a good all around camp follower and the rest of the team liked him.
« I come back from the ruins, he said with a smile. We found a wagon from the merchant's guild. ; it has the nose in the mud but still full of stuff ! We'll need a bit of help to pack it all »
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Difficult not to discover the wagon, indeed. Its front weels were missing, pulling the weight of the wagon to the front and immobilizing it in the mud, between two gutted buildings. Its cart beasts, a couple of wooly yaks, were roped to an improvized stake and were happily grazing around.
« Looks like the front axle snapped » remarked a vagrant of the group wearing a cloth bandana over his pale red hair. « The driver probably went to the next hamlet by foot to look for help ».
His name was Kaos - he was a redsmith by trade. If redsmithing was a very sought after professions in Mong Kima, the man has could not find a hamlet with the equipment and supplies to excercise his crafts. He could work in a big city – but he would prefer.
Unlike the other members of the small band, travelling did him no good. Out in the wild, he could not work nor practice, and even tho he enjoyed the company of his friends, he often found himself eager to settle somewhere. If push was to come to shove, Kaos would probably go to the southern pearlite cities of Damirabe or Ishaakul – but since he was still a young man, he was still willing to travel in search of better opportunities.
In the wagon were stored all kinds of goods tightly packed – food, barrels of alcohols, sins of beasts. Enough to survive for quite a long time, and maybe even make a profit.
That was indeed most probably the case. The front axe was broken and the weels, shoddily attached, flew off under the pressure.
The wagon was suitably large – nine meters by nine meters, needing two bulls to be adequatly pulled, and a well maintained road to safely travel. It is very probable that the driver tried to take a path through the ruins, had a weel stuck on the mud and, due to the huge frame and shoddy construction of the vehicle, had its whole weight pulled toward the front axle.
Regardless, its whole content was too heavy to be transported by the smal crew of seven vagrants and a decision had to be made. Would they pillage it for supplies, or just leave it there for the driver to return.
« No, we'll take the wagon. » a woman said. She was a young woman in her twenty, brown hairs cut in a bowl cut with clean bangs, far too cleanly for a vagrant. Histamine – it was her name – claimed to have studied history and warfare front an undisclosed master. Whether it was true or not, she was clearly learned and would be relied upon to take the decisions conscerning the small company.. « We just need to replace the axle »
To do things correctly, making another axle would take a couple days in a workshop – but the group was running low on time. When Toki and Totten arrived at the wagon, they decided to improvize some emergency repairs and came out with a new axle carved directly on a small tree cut for the occasion.
Toki, a trained lumberjack, knew well of the limitations of his emergency repairs, but after a couple hours of hard work, the wagon was standing again.
The four companions looked back at their work – shoddy repairs over a shoddy construction – but it was good enough.
« Let's go eat something » Histamine proposed. « We'll just leave at dawn ».
They walked back to the campfire who, cared of by Figaro, was still burning softly. He was sitting next to the other two last members of the crew – Ralin, a young female doctor tending to the health of the crew, and Yarling, a tall, emaciated grave robber whose speciality was to undress corpses – functions equally vital to the vagrant band.
They drank a soup made of roots cooked into goat milk and went to sleep.
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From left to right
Top row :
Spoiler: Toki (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Yarlig (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Kaos (click to show/hide)
Bottom row :
Spoiler: Totten (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Figaro (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Histamine (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Ralin (click to show/hide)
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The bridge
More or less by consensus, it was decided that the crew would continue its journey by going to the east side of the interior sea. Edetledir, the free city, would be a suitable candidate town to spend the winter in. Its granary was said to be still full enough, and locals had fled long ago, due to the war. Laying low, they hoped to remain undetected until the end of spring, during and after the harvest, when they could resume their vagrancy.
Luckily for them, the wooly yaks were trusting enough, and so they could ride their tinkered wagon, hopefully to their destination. Between them and Edetledir was an obstacle, however : the interior sea.
The interior sea was an arm of salt water reaching far in the main continent – the Land of Oak – and until recently, was an uncrossable obstacle – it could only be got around from by the north, and that solution would force the travellers to undergo a long trip in the wooden wilderness, in an area controlled by the enemy elven nation of Wulemaapasi.
Luckily, there was another solution now – the bridge of Kimaeslo Ori, built over a bottleneck in the interior sea, effectively linking the two side of the Land of Oak.
The bridge was undergoing an extension when the town owning it was sacked and pillaged, but reports from other travellers insured them that the bridge by itself was still functionnal. Osmite troops, not wanting to be trapped deep in civilized territory, retreated back to their pits. They would probably attack again, but for now the path was clear.
The crew walked along the caravan not to overcharge it, and to preserve the integrity of the wagon, the yaks had to walk a very slow pace. The small trunk, refited as an axle, made some worrying sound and was apparently eating away at the wagon's structure much too quickly, but the group evaluated it would survive long enough to reach Edetledir.
The travel was a bit worrying – slow, noisy, unarmed, forced by the size of their prize to use larges roads, the group was a easy target for bandits. They hope the size of their group alone would deter other vagrants to attack, but had no illusion : in the central settlements, bandits were known to attack and rob entire villages.
The group was led by Histamine and was comprised of Totten the mercenary, Toki the lumberjack, Figaro the herder, Kaos the redsmith, Yarlig the graverobber and Ralin the doctor. They also had two cats, three dogs, three goats and the aformentionned two wooly yaks they found with the wagon. A group far too big, indeed, not to be noticed from afar.
Ther arrived at Kimaeslo Ori in the evening., under heavy rain A small but dense forest had grown on the western side of the sea and Toki had to give a couple of axe blows to make way for the wagon.
A cry of protestation emerged from the bridge. A group of elves, looters and vagrants, made aggressive gestures to them, calling them « butchers ».
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In late 149, Elves from Iferifiyopi were still busy undressing corpses in the bridgetown
Toki then stopped, not wanting to antagonize them, and the group had to squeeze the wagon to the next clearing. That was not done without pain or damage.
They then exchanged worried looks with the elven looters, busy loading some pieces of armor still intact on their own tamed yaks,then progressed quickly toward the bridge. They passed the two copper-roofed barracks built in front of the bridge and pressed the yaks further.
It's passed the initial slope of the bridge that the makeshift axle decided to give way snapping in two. This time, the weels did not survived the shock – the wagon was now immoobilized for good.
« Not the best place to break your cart, ain't it ? » exclaimed a low voice behind them. Histamine, who closed the march, turned around : it was a fat man, wearing a leather and fur tuque over his eyes, his face otherwise obstructed by his large unkept beard.
« Tell me about it, Histamine responded. Who are you, again ?
- I'm Lesno, the man said. I was a soldier, now I'm a vagrant ; long story. »
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Long story – maybe not. Lesno hasn, indeed, be a soldier in Kimaeslo Ori. But in a brawl, he killed a younger militia-man and was exiled as a result. His wife, fellow soldier, accompanyied him in exile out of loyalty, but did not really forgive him.
He only dared to return after the fall of the local government. - and now he was nothing but a vagrant.
« Better vagrant than dead, anyway » he laughed. « Turned down that the people who exiled me are now feeding the crows, so in the end,they made me a solid, banning me from the town. »
Exiled murderer, the man was still a pearlite – Histamine felt confident enough to ask him informations about the town.
« Don't leave your stuff here – the elves will steal it all. Everything that's not nailed to the ground, they will take. It would not be under them, I wager, to take the whole if it, wagon, supplies and workbeasts !
-Outrageous beyond bounds, commented the girl. What do you recommend we do ?
-The town is sacked, but uninhabited. If you want, you'll find walls to shelter you from the winter, and enough space to stock your loot. »
Post by: Cathar on January 26, 2021, 04:02:16 am
Settling in
A bit lost and confused, the crew gathered in the ex-farmer guild, which was one of the main buildings of the town. There was corpses everywhere – but they were already clened by scavenging animals and vermins – broken bones would not frighten the vagrants. They looked around and discovered multiple supply caches. Bags of seeds, food conserved either in salt or in honey, tools, barrels of various alcohols, specialized working areas – an unexpected treasure trove.
They gathered near the entrance, cleaned the layer of dust and mud gathered on the wooden floor, and sat in a circle. Then the question was asked : what now ?
Living alongside elves and exiles was a bit annoying, but it was better than the outright dangerous of the wilderness. The elves would turn off dangerous predators, the exiles could be reasoned with. There was food, shelter, work – and the winter was to be particularly nasty this year.
« Repairing the cart again is just outside of my competence » remarked Toki. « If we are to leave, we'll have to abandon everything we can't carry. »
« I saw a kiln upstairs – and an redsmithing workshop in the next house. » added Kaos. « If we stay here, I can work my craft at last. »
« Besides, it was Ralin, moving will have us take a risk – while this place seem safe. There's no reason for us to move. »
And so it was decided – the crewdecided to stay in Kimaeslo Ori, at least for the winter. They would formally name their group Thaguk Alnos – the League of Dominions. As for their symbol, Totten found a small flag on the broken wagon, depicting an anvil between a sword an an axe.
They attached said flag on a pole and had it flying over the farmers guild – and with that, a new local government was born.
The next day, they were hard at work. The fields were immediately cleared of weed and dead weats. In two days, the task was done and some seeds could be sown. How to tend to fields ? Nobody knew in the small crew. Histamine proposed they simply gutted a sack or two, threw more or less evenly its content of seeds onto the tiled ground, and just hope something eventually come of it. As nobody else had any better idea, that is what was done.
The dead bodies were gathered on pile outside of the village's walls when they wer humanoid bodies, and when they were the decayed corpses of pets and cattle, Yarlig dismantled them and kept the usable bones at hand – macabre but readily available crafting material.
A grave robber by profession, Yarlig was used working with corpses. Undressing long dead people he has been doing all his life – now, his skills were used to clean the sacked town.
Outside, the rain kept pouring. Now, trees of lights were flashing from the sky. Days passed and the heavy rain shown no sign of stopping. With their provisions running low, the group had to make its own. Figaro used goat and yak milk to start a small cheese production.
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Exploring the old fortifications, Totten and Toki discovered that some of the town's facilities were located underground – a barrack was half burried, the stills looked like temporary installations hastily dropped on the cave mud.
A faulty construction, it seems, had completely flooded one level of the underground system. Luckily, another sealed entrance could be found, bypassing the lost level - they could very well develop the city under earth.
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Pearlites are not born diggers – their forays under sea did not always give expected results.
A bit under, another leak, which stopped as mysteriously as it appeared, fertilized part of the underground soil, allowing for future grazing or cultivation.
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But for the humans of the kingdom of pearls, the art of living underground was clearly not an exact science yet.
Adapting to sedentary life
Working under the rain sure was annoying and many members of the crew complained about that, but what could be done ? There was, however, other ways in which life could be improved. Ralin and Figaro, for instance, complained that drinking wine directly from barrels proved a bit inconvenient and were yearning for a solution.
A wooden chest was transported to the old tavern, which was subsequently reopened. As they could not find the old collection of wooden cups that the previous owner used, they decided to make their own. Kaos saw his time to shine in the occasion – he found some metal bars in the workshop and decided to try its hand.
« So you'll make bronze goblets ? Asked Ralin.
-Silver goblets, instead. Silver doesn't corrode with water, so it'd be more durable
-You know how to work with silver ? I thought you were a redsmith ? »
Redsmith, silversmith, same thing. How different could it be ? Not very different-it turned to be. Silver would actually fuse at a lower temperature than copper, requiring less fuel overall. In a couple of days, a full collection of silver goblets decorated with copper was produced and delivered to the tavern.
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Life remained extremely busy. Working the fields, producing alcohol and cheese, repairing tools, clearing the town out of corpses – it was a lot of work for the team of seven.
As they started to feel a bit more confident withing their environment, they devised bedrooms and dining rooms among themselves.
At this point I feel the need to note that, if the Aconilun was no more, the town was now the home of at least three groups of vagrants : pearlite exiles, merchants and iferifiyopi elven looters. However, none of those groups contested the actions of the Thaguk Alnos who then expended, unpunished, through the whole town. Totten and Histamine gave themselves bedrooms in the old manor – as it would otherwise be sad to leave such luxury go to waste.
Silver goblets, wine and cheese, food for months, and luxurious bedrooms – surely life looked fine to the vagrants. May it continue like this.
Conflict with elves
The rain didn't stop, however as the temperature kept falling, it soon turned to snow and covered the land. Winter, in Kimaeslo Ori, was peculiary treatcherous. Indeed the sea covered itself in thick ice, which itself seemed to invite the traveller to cross the sea over it. But the ice wasn't uniform and its thickness would vary with the days. During the Aconilun's time, crossing the ice was made illegal – the Thaguk Alnos decided to uphold that decret : nobody was to set foot on the ice for whatever reason.
But that interdiction did not extend to the three other groups occupying the area, who used the ice sheet as a shortcut not to employ the garbage encombered bridge.
« They are idiots » commented Histamine looking at a group of elves making the cross. « But it's not our problem – if they want to drown in cold water, who are we to stop them ? »
Not their problem ? Maybe not for long. As the days went on, the stock of charcoal and firewood started to wane – Kaos asked Toki to replenish it.
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By itself, cutting trees was not a difficult task for the trained lumberjack, who made short work of the large trees on the western road – but that action infuriated the elven looters.
It had to be explained to them that the bridge of Kimaeslo was still a concession of the Kingdom of Pearl and Iferfifiyopi had no juridiction to stop the exploitation of its forest – but the elves, having a loose concept of property and considering plant life above human life, did not really understand the explanation. Thei objection was noted, but in the end, the crew would get to have its charcoal.
Conflict, it seems, was to brew between the communities.
Then, there was another incident – the wooly yak bull that was brought to pulkl the cart a couple months ago, escape from its pasture and before Figaro could catch him back, had mounted every single elven yak cow. Calves would then be birthed during the winter – their status and ownership extremely uncertain.
Other than that, life was pretty peaceful in the abandonned town. Yarlig, taking a break from disman tling corpses, took an interest in bone carving.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dechot1-6e543ff7-4d41-4163-ac16-1b7b764e10b7.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWNob3QxLTZlNTQzZmY3LTRkNDEtNDE2My1hYzE2LTFiN2I3NjRlMTBiNy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.fm0V0JrJEhtxE54ncyUVVA1Vx8A2tFwZyfGlGuVE5Dc)
Admittedly, he wasn'textremely good, but how could he be, as he just started ? Surely, if the gods want it, he would become an expert bone crafter – a social improvement over his current status of corpse undresser.
The rest of winter was spent in a routine – working the fields, making supplies and spending the evenings making trinkets. Kaos started to work with Yarlig and Toki to extract metal from the armor of fallen Osmite soldiers they undressed and to recycle it into high quality equipment. A silver mace and a bronze decorated armor was produced for Totten, who expressed the desire – maybe later – to resume her fighting career. Having a trained redsmith at hand was a benediction it would be foolish not to exploit.
Besides, the position of Kimaeslo Ori was such than the yerly merchant caravan would have to cross the town – in ruins or not. The crew did wanted to hav some merchandises to trade for the day they would come.
There was commotion on the bridge. As Lesno was eating a sandwich he took from the granary, he was accosted by three elves. One of them, a woman pushed by boredom, clearly seeked conflict with the fat exile. She started mocking his appearance to the amusement of her companions, then started to hurl insults to him.
She clearly was trying to get a rise out of him – and she did get it. The man threw his sandwich at her face – she narrowly avoided it, and then threw his whole body at her – she did not avoid it. He whacked her up a couple time with his copper axe, slamming her on the ground.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/decqr58-77243c32-f7c2-47bd-8082-5ccfd4bdde58.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWNxcjU4LTc3MjQzYzMyLWY3YzItNDdiZC04MDgyLTVjY2ZkNGJkZGU1OC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.Sl1lkIY79CUEs9Ab-oesKKW1VKgbYN_duLUJwHBPQnM)
Ralin, witnessing the event, pleaded with Lesno to stop – but the man was too far gone and the elf was executed on the ground. The doctor was traumatized by the event. Lesno would also have to be dealt with at some point, one way or the other.
Days passed. Soon, the ice broke, the snow receeded, the sky cleared and birds chirped to sing the arrival of spring.
On the waters of the interior sea, attempting a late crossing ofn the ice sheet, two other elves had drown.
(https://i.imgur.com/GqiqnIE.jpg)
Post by: Splint on January 26, 2021, 05:09:44 am
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 26, 2021, 08:41:13 pm
Kind of interesting not seeing a group building everything up from scratch, but instead reclaiming and settling into a place already filled with history.
Is the new Toki also being a woodcutter just a coincidence, or did you do that on purpose? ; )
Then, there was another incident – the wooly yak bull that was brought to pull the cart a couple months ago, escape from its pasture and before Figaro could catch him back, had mounted every single elven yak cow. Calves would then be birthed during the winter – their status and ownership extremely uncertain.
Lesno might 'help' in this matter.
...i mean, if there are no elves, then there is no such things like 'elven cows'. Just 'cows'.
Also wow, that yak bull did a good job.
Really great job!
Very interested in where this new fortress is going!
Post by: Darkening Kaos on January 27, 2021, 09:11:44 am
And silver is a damn fine metal to work with - not to mention makes a statement about how we intend to live.
Skål!!!
Post by: Sir Knight on January 27, 2021, 12:04:24 pm
Spoiler: Histamine (click to show/hide)
"Histamine Beesflung"?!
This is one of the best naming collisions I've seen in awhile.
Also, yay, fort reclamation! The narrative so far has been delightful. And focusing on your words, I can ignore the horrible detail of "there's garbage all over this game map arrrrrgh" that otherwise would impose on my own reclamation experience . . .
Post by: Cathar on January 28, 2021, 07:29:30 pm
Speaking about that, some clarifications and out-of-order news and announcements :
- Unfortunately I'm not sure we can take the calves. Basically, 4 calves are ours, but some....6 I believe spawned as "friendly". I don't think we can do anything with them.
- For Lesno and companions, I don't know what to do with them. There are some 40-ish guests in the fort. I think attrition will eventually get to them but I wish there was a way to just remove them peacefully.
- The capitale of Ansgekstozu, the northern goblin empire, has been officially taken by Bomrek-Laltur. It's yet another blow they take, maybe unavoidable but painful nothetheless. Now, the rest of their territory hides in badly defended pits between Bomrek-Laltur and the empire of Osme. For them, the end is near
- Minbazkar is 150 years old c: It means 25 game years have passed since the worldgen.
Post by: TheFlame52 on January 29, 2021, 05:08:59 pm
- Minbazkar is 150 years old c: It means 25 game years have passed since the worldgen.It's cool that you've stuck with this so long.
Post by: Cathar on February 02, 2021, 06:29:33 pm
Work and distraction
The Thaguk Alnos had spend the late autumn and the totality of winter managing their ressources carefully, making value out of everything they could.
Dried up corpses of dog were picked apart and became bone statues and ornaments, broken goblin armors were smelted and re-alloyed into pearlite bronze, seeds were replanted, beer was brewed from oats and spelt grown during fall. The little group did not spare themselves any effort, so much so than when spring finally came around, they were sitting on a sizeable warchest.
They did all this work to combat boredom, of course, but also out of a pragmatic assessment : the elves of Iferifiyopi would have to come back in spring. They simply would have to : even if their looters could steal some worn out copper gear from goblin corpses, but would only obtain damaged, unfitting, corroded piece of shoddy quality that way. Re-forging said equipment, the elves could not do it. Not only they had no knowledge of metallurgy, but their beliefs would prevent them from if they knew how. As for trading with the dwarves – impossible, as they needed the metal specifically to wage war against them.
« If we can demonstrate to the elves that we are trusted trade partners » calculated Histamine, « they will officially recognize us as the new owners of the bridgetown – and when they do, the neighbouring kingdoms will soon follow. »
Whether it would be a good thing or not – is another problem. When they broke their cart on the bridge, last autumn, they had no desire to stick in the area for longer than necessary. But seing all those ressources, both found and produced by themselves, they decided that maybe it was worth staying a bit longer. Sure, life was hard, vagrants were dangerous and the rain would not stop – but at Edetledir, it was the same thing – plus they would have to deal with another bandit group, already in charge.
It was therefore decided, once again, that they would stay in Kimaeslo Ori for the forseable future.
That decision, however, was not without discussion.
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`Kaos' Lofiemsi, Wood Burner: I want to puzzle over something. It's boring.
`Ralin' Nithonikom, Doctor: I just want to fight somebody. It's boring.
`Toki' Ilrebeksur, Woodcutter: I want to puzzle over something. It's boring.
It seems that routine had settled into the group maybe a little too much, and some avenues of distraction would have to be found. In the first days of the decade, therefore, the Thaguk Alnos reopened the temple – the library was soon to follow.
For now, the group was holding together … Ralin maybe less so than the others. Since she witnessed Lesno kill that elf on the bridge, she has been accumulating stress and finding no outlet. That problem would have to be solved soon.
The elven merchants
(https://i.imgur.com/WQgR7dT.png)
The 15 of April, like the vagrants preducted, elven merchants reached the town. They would have, it seem, to have heard about that new government called the Thaguk Alnos – and came mounted on a wooly yak, carrying a small selection of goods, to see what kind of government it was. By carrying only grown wooden geas, some animals, and by coming in a very small group – only two elves – they were not taking any risk. They also signaled that they would have to be convinced into more serious deals ; it was a challenge that the Thaguk Alnos was interested in overcoming.
Nobody in the group had any background or experience in trading, yet alone in dealing with elven merchants – but the Thaguk Alnos was not taking any risk either. They only had a couple of bone crafts to barter ; items with little monetary value and no sentimental value – good bartering chips that would cost them no metal.
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« It's probably the most dreadful depiction of an old god I have ever seen » remarked Efami, an elven merchant with flame-colored hair. « Clearly, the artist must have seen some terrible things to create such a horror.
-Sir, it's a rabbit. »
Of course, Histamine knew better than to interrupt an opponent making a mistake – but she knew that doing so would appeal to the elf's natural sense of superiority. Now he was not just a merchant doing business with an equal partner – you see – he was a philantropist giving up real goods against worthless human ethnic art.
Histamine knew that every single spec she could pay in flattery she wouldn't have to pay in real goods. She was not only selling him a bone figurine of a very sick bunny – she was selling him positive emotion – and the elven merchant would pay.
In the end, the trade was satisfactory for both parties. The bone crafts that weren't bartered for were outright given – and for the little value they had, the elves appreciated the gesture. Against such crafts, they got some ethically grown firewood they would change into coal, and a tamed female jaguar – Figaro was positive he could train that big cat to defend the village.
The merchants left – but promised they would come back next year. The Taguk Alnos was satisifed too – the bones they used for their crafts was litteral trash, laying around on the ground when they arrived. Not only they managed to clean the streets – at least partially – but nthey alos made it at a profit.
The beasts
Figaro was left to train with the jaguar and Yarlig resumed his profitable recycling operation – hopefully, more merchants will come around soon.
(https://i.imgur.com/FR34kx5.png)
The jaguar was surprizingly docile, and Figaro could teach her to obey orders very easily. Maybe she was made extremely tame by elven magic, or maybe he was simply a good beast trainer after all. When her training was done, the sheppard had some more time to spend with the animals – he then decided to train the dogs to fight and repel threats.
The females having had their litter earlier in the year, half a dozen puppy would soon grow and become a second generation of canine fighters – that would be enough, Figaro thought – to scare away small threats and aggressive wildlife.
For more serious threats, however, arming up and training would be the only solution.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dede8xv-d11bf23a-7b7a-4b5f-8248-bca93f6e49ef.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWRlOHh2LWQxMWJmMjNhLTdiN2EtNGI1Zi04MjQ4LWJjYTkzZjZlNDllZi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.E12AAHSefEgE1dbq4K03Qs3i0_o1WwF-QeGrSeNx2hI)
Heavy armor
During that time, Kaos has not been inactive. Because Totten expressed the desire to resume her training as a mercenary, he used every single bit of bronze he could find to make the best heavy armor he could.
He made a fine breastplate attached through the means of small ropes and copper rings, a pair of spiked greaves, properly articulated gauntlets boots and a plain helmet, only lacking enough bronze to complement his armor with mail.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dedb6cs-80d078b7-959d-4b5d-9543-85aa625df1f8.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWRiNmNzLTgwZDA3OGI3LTk1OWQtNGI1ZC05NTQzLTg1YWE2MjVkZjFmOC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.lsOn-Cjey_2nx60EJCDt2leNEWawuD4EtnOM5rT8UkQ)
«If you get into scraps, mind the articulations, still unprotected. » he warned.
That armor was priceless. The amount of bronze that went into it was barely imaginable – it was the price to pay for security. But the masterpiece of that small collection of metal war gear was the weapon he made alongside, a square ended mace made of a solid block of silver. Smelted onto its head, a small scenery out of copper of an elve plunging a spear onto what appeared to be a pearlite maceman.
Of course, Totten was puzzled by that addition.
« It's a story I heard the elven looters tell to each other » Kaos explained. « The carving depicts the deatn of one of the first servants of the kingdom of pearls »
When Pam, the first queen of Kima, renounced her throne to study the magic arts, she was followed by a group of her servants. Where they went, nobody knows, but the next time we heard about them, they were launching harassing attacks against the retreat of Enurenino, in Iferifiyopi territory.
Réne the maceman, was one of them. He attacked the retreat in 125, alone, and was slain. The looters thought he was mad – he probably was.
When he attacked, Iferifiyopi and Mong Kima were not at war, and his action could have sparked another conflict.
« Fine bit of history, but why would you smelt it on my weapon ? » Totten asked
« Beats a mionster rabbit I suppose » Kaos shrugged.
Ralin learns self defense
(https://i.imgur.com/LhjrAHK.png)
Ralin had been under mounting stress since last winter, and something had to be done to stop her from working herself to death. Luckily, Totten needed a sparring partner and Ralin was spoiling for a fight. It was therefore decided that, until she feels better or until her skills as a doctor are needed – whichever comes first – she would train with Totten. Ralin would not become a soldier, of course, her skills as a doctor were too precious to just ignore, but such military training was deemed necessary for both her personal security and mental sanity. They trained in the old barracks, the one washed by the tides – a spectacle that both women enjoyed.
As time goes on, if by any chance the fort ends up attracting migrants, the rest of the group will have to undergo some kind of battle training aswell.
(https://i.imgur.com/NKu2Dky.png)
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Alright, that's all for that small update. I'm still at a loss on what to do about Lesno and company. I hesitate about using makeown and just taking them in....what do you think ? Would that be cheating ? Else, is there a script to just tell them to go somewhere else ?
Post by: Splint on February 02, 2021, 07:06:06 pm
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« It's probably the most dreadful depiction of an old god I have ever seen » remarked Efami, an elven merchant with flame-colored hair. « Clearly, the artist must have seen some terrible things to create such a horror. »
-Sir, it's a rabbit.-
I feel like so very many brokers have had to convince merchants that a figurine is actually what it depicts because of how badly it's made (I like to think standard quality stuff just looks like complete junk :P)
As to the other squatters, I'd vote a coin flip: Heads just slap DFHack on them, tails ignore them and let natural selection take care of it.
Spoiler: About armor (click to show/hide)
Spoilered section aside I like that new samurai-ish look to the body armor and pauldrons. Looks very distinctive compared to other Pearlite troops from what I remember.
Post by: HakuryuVision on February 02, 2021, 07:13:59 pm
Want to invite him and his wife? Do it.
It's not like you're cheating in some sort of competitive game or anything, have fun with that world of yours.
If the game hinders you from having fun or doing certain things in a way the game won't let you, i see nothing wrong with using Dfhack.
-And hey, having dwarves around is always FUN!
They might even contribute a strange mood artifact to your fortress!
Also, i agree with Splint.
(This might sound a bit biased since this is coming from a half japanese, buuuuuuut) I like those new armor designs. ;)
Post by: Darkening Kaos on February 02, 2021, 09:41:13 pm
"Those feckless idiots paid good money for a piece of trash their own looters ignored and stepped on??! Bwahahahahahahahaha!!!"
And his laughter could still be heard as he staggered in the general direction of the food stockpile for a well-earned meal.
Post by: Cathar on February 05, 2021, 09:25:13 am
So it seems I can't use scripts right now, as they are not compatible with the dfhack nightly build that I'm using. Not cheating is still important for me ; I'm not really writing a story, I'm making records and they need as much authenticity as I can provide... hence, I'm working under the assumption that the rules of the games are the scientific laws of the universe... So breaking them needs a very, very good reason. Like a game breaking bug.
Which I currently somewhat experience, I'll develop that on summer update.
AS for the armors... kind of japanese ? I've been drawing a lot of samurai lately, but I try to give pearlites their own style. But it's inspired by what I like and I like samurai, so, here we go.
Also, yeah, for metal, we have a LOT of copper, but next to no tin, and commerce will not be, as I thought, a viable method to obtain it (ill explain why next update). As for leather armor, they shown their limitation last fort, so I feel a bit unconfident in fielding a lot of lightly armored troops again. We will have to seriously evaluate our defensive options, and turtling for a time may not be the worst of them.
Post by: Splint on February 05, 2021, 09:44:12 am
Those damnable things don't ever seem to fully go away, since there's always morons who piss on temple statuary or scrawl drunken ramblings on the walls of houses of worship (both here and in other worlds.)
Post by: Cathar on February 13, 2021, 08:44:19 pm
As spring came to a close, the rising temperatures and the lenghtening f days seemed to have a positive effect on the group morale. Ralin, who shown signs of weakness earlier, was now kept busy by her military training with Totten, and her mood seemed to improve a little – or, at least, not fall as fast.
Earlier, in late may, a vagrant by the name of Cek – another exile from the Aconilun – ceased to feed herself and ceased to respond to the outside world. Now a hollow husk, she quickly dehydrated and died – the other vagrants were horrified. But what to do with her body ? Of course, she was a pearlite who died on site, so the vagrants decided to bury her in the crypt of Kimaeslo Ori. The Thaguk Alnos, the de facto local government, but still lacking any kind of royal aknowledgement, did not oppose, and Cek was burried in a spare wooden coffins, and lowered in the crypt under the temple.
Compared to the harsh winter and the extremely rainy spring however, the summer weather was enjoyable and everything was all-around peaceful. The Thaguk Alnos mostly kept clear of the affairs of vagrants and only intervened for the common good.
For instance – one day, one of the elven yaks fell down and died. Probably of old age, the beast of burden was very old after all, and the elves had no idea of what to do with the body. After asking for their permission, the carcass was brought to the butcher shop and Yarlig dutifully picked it apart. Nothing of the body was lost : its hair was made into yarn, its skin into leather. Its meat and fat were cooked by Figaro, and the rest – hooves, bones and horns, were kept to use as crafting materials. In the affair of one or two days, there was nothing left of the dead animal – the goods hence produced were to be sold or gifted to the kingdom of Iferifiyopi, next spring.
As for the dead elves from the spring, they were simply left to return to nature. Maybe it was the elven tradition not to bury the dead ? Nobody knew in the small group, and nobody dared to ask.
Trivia
After arming cage traps around the town, as a measure to protect the town from roaming animals, the group managed to capture a weasel. Although it is already adult, Figaro decided to tame it. This way, he thought, he could continue to hone his animal skills and possibly acquire a pet in the future. If anything fails – making a nice pair of fur gloves out of it is always an option. The creature looked a bit wild at first, but nothing compared to a billy goat.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dedzbbm-c316be95-dca2-483b-a239-389d4d35fff2.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWR6YmJtLWMzMTZiZTk1LWRjYTItNDgzYi1hMjM5LTM4OWQ0ZDM1ZmZmMi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.MnOGGims999hdJtJzQgrZqcUVF-e3HVw_GEADRQzkKg)
What else, the library has been reopened. It looks like all the book written by Jalew have been lost or stolen -and will have to be recovered or reacquired one way or the other. We'll need to acquire or to produce books – but in the meantime, it is still a good place to ponder on abstracts topics and to debate issues in a sober, relatively calm environment.
I do not have insisted on it a lot, but vagrants and looters are actively making use of our facilities – even elves do, at times, use the temple to communicate with their god. They do insist it's not a god, but rather a force of life permeating the whole universe. They are, of course, playing an idiotic semantic game, as it is a distinction without a difference.
The elves of Iferifiyopi can call their gods however they please, after all, even « non-god ». Who cares.
The refugees
It was near the end of June when four unknown figures arrived from the south. They were led by a man between two ages, whose golden hair started to change to silver. He was wearing a hood made out of leopard fur, hinting at his status. Following the battle between Kima and Pilalene who saw the destruction of the fort of Tetzobsha, the corpses of two hundred of those black spotted warbeasts were looted from the ruins, skinned and made into clothes and armors, then sold to rich dignitaries of the kingdom. As always, pearlite do not waste an ounce of value, growing from even their own disasters.
He was accompanied by two corpulent women and by a young man. When they arrived in town, the man headed for the tavern and asked to speak to someone in charge.
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« I am Ipan, and this is my wife, Ador » he said after Histamine served them a drink to recuperate from their long travel.
« We are vagrants and exiles in search of a new home. Our friend Osplek, outside, told us that Kimaeslo Ori was looking for manpower to rebuild itself – we will help, if you let us stay.
- We look for workers indeed, there's so much to do – answered Histamine. But what can you do ? »
Ipan has been a mercenary and a spear instructor of above average skill. Due to his – let's say – overbearing instinct of self preservation, he never distinguished himself in actual conflict, but still had extensive technical and practical knowledge of spear arts that he was willing to transmit. He never killed any sentient creature ; but had served on the walls of Thomocemir under the command of Pathril Omaaloc Anarsathet Ucim for two battles between 148 and 149
Ador, his wife had a similar profile, specializing in long polearms. There were, in sum, not very different from other mercenaries wandering the land in hope of finding employment in wars – Totten herself found herself in that situation before she met her companions.
Altho the Thaguk Alnos will need fightrs and instructors in the future, for now they were mostly lacking unqualified manpower to tend to the fields and cleaning the habitable space.
« We will work » insisted Ipan. « If need be, I am a surgeon – both me and my wife will do whatever you ask. »
As for the other two vagrants, they were looking for a place to live aswell.
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Osplek was behind the idea of going to Kimaeslo-Ori. The lady, once a cook from Lemhuhqihu village, have been travelling since the events of 142, mostly to escape the poor living conditions of the central settlements – constantly preyed upon by bandits and wild monsters. She soon arrived in Kimaeslo-Ori where she picked up the profession of carpenter. But the stress of the town mounting with constant Osmite attacks and rising waves of criminality, she lost control of herself and killed a community owned donkey.
The Aconilun at the time did not prosecute her, but exiled her for her own good. Now she was feeling bettter and ready to give the town life another go, and what better time, indeed, than now that everything has to be rebuilt.
Because Osplek knew a bit about woodworking, it soon was decided she would either assist or replace Toki, so he could properly be trained in other tasks, such as milling, cooking and, more importantly, practicing martial arts. AS there is no telling when the elves will stop tolerating the exploitation of the forest, Toki was to learn how to defend himself against possible ambushes – Totten was willing to teach him what she knew, and he soon joined Ralin in her little makeshift school.
And there, there was the last man, Lethi, the youngest of the group. His story ressembled Kaos, or for that matter, the story of most journeymen – too skilled to remain apprentices, but not enough to become masters and own their own workshop. He was therefore cursed to travel the land, searching for a place where he could hone his skill – and in his quest, joined the group for protection in his travels. He was a weaver by trade – of reasonable skill, and expecting to improve with time. Weavers, in Mong Kima or, for that matter, in any barter economy, are money printers. Rolls of cloths make a good yard stick for commerce – they can be used by a lot of different professions and there's always a demand for them.
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His case was the easiest to settle – he was sent to the weaver's house and told to simply work his magic. Since last falls, the wooly yaks produced a lot of yarn, and there was a lot of cave silk accumulated underground over the years. Should they next find a dyer, and a cloth maker, the fortune of the city would be set on good tracks.
The merchants from the guild
Later in the month of July, as it was expected, travelling merchants from the guild arrived at Kimaeslo Ori. They had to : the bridge town was the quickest route to join the villages on the west. Besides, down to the south west, at the very edge of the continent, large pearlite towns were producing most of the transformed goods the kingdom, including metal tools and weaponry for the village use.
Saving a week worth of travel time was simply something the merchants would let go – even ransacked, the bridge was still functionnal.
Histamine stopped the caravan and an assortment of goods was displayed on the marketplace. Obliged, the merchants accepted to stay for a day or two.
« We want to open a large community forge in Kimaeslo Ori » Histamine said to the head merchant, a long-nosed soldier. « With elven commerce and the local forest, we have a lot of fuel – and the amount of copper trash around the town is staggering. With a ste ady shipment of tin, we can produce metal goods of a quality which will make the dwarves green with envy »
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However, the merchants had only a few items to trade and no good news from the kingdom. .
« I can sell you what I have » the man answered. « But it's not much ».
Not much it was. A couple bars of ornemental metals -black bronze and sterling silver – and a cage made of tin that could be re-smelted.... and that was it.
« Could you bring more, next year ? » Histamine asked. But the man shook his head.
« I'm just escorting the caravan to the western settlements » he said. « I have no authority on production whatsoever ».
As for who had such an authority, only the Guild Mistress, Uquur Dirlugisep would have such a decision power. Uquur was a personality of the kingdom – after marrying the son of the lord of Lemhuhqihu, she was one of the first settlers to join the forest fort of Tetzobsha in year 125.She would then study the martial arts under the tutelage of Commander Stipoth Rozmowom, then would join the fort of Thomocemir in summer 131, where she would train its fledgling militia into the drilled knights they are today.
Around year 142, she would be promoted to guild mistress and would move in castle Asuciro with the royal court, and would then be responsible for organizing the kingdom supply, international trade and spread of information. After queen Uzu and the minister of war Ener, she was the most important figure of the kingdom.
« And she just disapeared ! » lamented the guard. « We have no idea where she might be. Until she resumes her work, all we'll have is what we are sold – we are sorry »
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She could be anywhere
The last time she was seen, she was at Asuciro, trying to organize trade agreements with dwarves. Of those agreements...no news either.
« Dwarves trade in fall, and they'll have to travel through Kimaeslo-Ori to commerce with the kingdom. » the soldier finished. « At least, if they do meet with you, please treat them with respect. »
The trade was meager, but Histamine insited that the caravan received a couple of bone crafts to advertize the Thaguk Alnos to the rest of the kingdom.
Soon after, the merchants resumed their travel to the west.
The end of summer
The rest of the season was spent without an issue. Ipan was incorporated into the militia, alongside Ralin, Toki and Totten.
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Ador was sent to the underground to mine more stone, to perform some maintenance on the outer wall, and hopefully keep on building the bridge. The old underground quarry was carved such as it was sporting hollow rooms that could, be repurposed as workshops or stockpiles.
Kaos continued to work on copper, and made as much bronze as he could with the little tin bargained from the merchants. Metal levy bridges leading in and out of the conpound were forged – allowing the city to completely turtle on herself in the near future.
Soon, summer was driven to a close. The help of the new group allowed the Thaguk Alnos to carry its cleaning of the town – the main streets were now almost clear of dead bodies. Metal trash was still melted, and solutions will have to be found for decayed clothes.
Fall arrived – and soon, we will see if the effort of the crown to establish trade relations with dwarves have been successful. Let's hope they have.
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Post by: Splint on February 13, 2021, 08:55:06 pm
And, of course, if the site didn't have them as neighbors, they won't arrive at all unless you go poking the beehive (which would amount to potentially having to give them a black eye before you could trade with them.) But that option is one I haven't tested myself.
Post by: Sir Knight on February 14, 2021, 07:24:52 pm
This is as fun as ever. I'm sure that part of the reason I'm enjoying it is the fact that I don't have to be the one cleaning up the massive heap of debris from a reclaim, but the narrative around the inevitable bone crafts is fun.
It does seem like weapons and armor will be a problem. Hmm.
Post by: Cathar on February 15, 2021, 07:12:43 am
As for armors... as long as Uquur is stuck we won't have the amount of tin we need. Maybe I should try and beg for help in the modding section of the forum, I'm definitely not the only one to have this "hostile" merchant problem.
Post by: Cathar on March 16, 2021, 02:32:12 pm
After the departure of the guildmen, things started to settle in the bridgetown. Histamine resumed her crossbow training in a makeshift target practice range, with spare bolts she found laying about. Ipan was now assisting Totten in the training of a small militia. Kaos smelted the little tin haggled from the guild and completed Totten's heavy armor with a bronze platemail to protect her articulations. That left him with a little spare bronze to start molding another armor set. Other metals he found laying around – some silver, some iron rust – would later be used to forge more potent weapons for the fledging militia.
But the most important project launch in this early september was the reopening of the dolomite quarry – a necessary step to resume the construction of the bridge.
Back in the time of the Aconilun, the dolomite quarry was hollowed and stones were carried to the upper levels of the mine to be carved into bricks by a specialized team. However, after the Aconilun was defeated in last autumn 149, the workshop level of the mine was completely flooded and was now inaccessible.
Ipan's wife, Ador, was tasked with finding a solution to that issue. She was not a miner by profession, but digging was hardly a mentally challenging task – in a couple weeks, she had dug up a new way down to the dolomite quarry – and discovered what would later on be called «the wild dolomite garden »
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Water slowly dripping from the upper levels muddified the ground, making the dark, damp stone perfect ground for cavern mushroom to grow, from spores coming from lower levels.
Ador proceeded cautiously inside the wild garden and soon met a group of Iferifiyopi elves, alongside cattle. They looked at her with a sight of relief and confusion – they had been stuck in the quarry for almost a year. They survived by eating mushrooms and drinking dripping water and yak milk, while said yaks grazed on cave lychen. They praised their good fortune that the flood that locked them in the quarry also developped very quickly the ecosystem allowing them to survive the ordeal.
The elves felt immediate relief when they understood they could now leave the underground – but all things considered, life in the quarry wasn't so different than life in their retreat. Now that they were free to leave, they didnn't felt the need to, anymore.
Nonetheless, Ador told them about the recolonisation by the Thaguk Alnos and the reopening of its functions. The elves listened politely but shown no interest in leaving their new home. Only one asked to visit Kimaeslo Ori's temple – that he did, before coming back a couple days after.
In the meantime, hollowed ground in the quarry was hastily remade into a brick carving shop, and Ador put herself to work – cutting dolomite bricks right where the rock was dug up. The construction of the bridge and of the town meant to support it was to take hundreds of tons of building material and the earlier they could resume that production, the better.
There are more rooms in the mines to be carved out and transformed into habittations – and maybe the garden itself can later on be exploited for cultivations. However, as the Thaguk Alnos was still lacking manpower, it was a project for another time.
The kingdom of Nishtiz
A month passed, almost without incident. Two little happenstaces only have to be reported : one of the merchants had a fight with a crab, and kicked it back into the sea – the animal was bruised and the merchant, slitghly inconvenianced. We indeed live in a dangerous world. Kaos and Yarlig also had a heated argument – although we don't really know what it was about. Because the two men happen to share the same working space and can be opinionated at times. The two friends yelled at each other, refused to change their mind, then called it a day, reconciled and went drinking.
The slow and tranquil autumn was only really disturbed in early october, when an unknown caravan arrived from the east. It was pulled by two yaks and escorted by a small squadron of short, stout black skinned soldiers wearing iron gear.
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Apparently, the traders from the guild told the truth : Uquur and her underlings had been hard at work, negociating trade agreements with the dwarves.
Vagrants and travellers used to wander the western Land of Oak could recognize those merchants as Nishtiz dwarves. In western Oak, borthplace of most human nations, there was two main dwarven kingdoms : Desor Uzol – the sky dwarves, dressing in blue and whose symbol was two clouds intermingled, in the north, and Nishtiz, whose emblem is a forge, in the southern range.
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This map, dating from 143, may be slightly outdated
Until recently, Kima had no real interest in dwarven affairs – and that attitude was mostly mutual. Dwarves live in the mountains, men live on river banks and their path rarely have to cross. Humans mostly fight against elves with who they sometime share living space or among themselves, and dwarves, usually reserved, do not see value in human trade nor do they want to conquer plains and river banks, for which they have no use. The relations between the kingdom of Kima and dwarves was traditionally loose and distant.
They however came in contact in recent years on three major occasions ; firstly, from 125 onward, when Kima began to promote knowledge and litteracy, some of its forts -notably Tetzobsha and Thomocemuir – attracted dwarven scholars and nobles, eager to develop science and to report their scientific exchanges back to their Mountainhomes. A second encounter, far less peaceful, happened in year 126, when then War Minister Tis Spisbaoxa accused the dwarves of Desoruzol of hiding the secret of immortality from him and injoncted them to deliver it.
The dwarves of Desoruzol, confused and offended, did not respond to his request, leading to Ithreksesta, the crazed conflict – still ongoing to this day.
The third time the kingdom of Kima and dwarves enter into contact was actually last year, when Kashi was commissionned to establish relations with Bomrek-Laltur, far in the north, but ultimately failed.
Ador, who was around when the caravan crossed the bridge, stopped the group and told them that the bridgetown was ready to trade with them. It wasn't really true, and the caravan wasn't planning to trade here either and was simply using the bridge to reach eastern Oak.
Nevertheless, exchanging some items was important, as it established Kimaeslo Ori as a steo on Nishtiz's trade route, and the Thaguk Alnos as the recognized owners of the bridgetown.
As for the trade in summer with the guildmen, trade was very bare. Nishtiz traders should had dwarven iron to trade, but the town simply had nothing of similar value to offer in exchange. The material itself was very valuable – the price of gold – but with no way of appraising how valuable they were exactly, Ador did not took the risk to offense the dwarves.
Instead, she resumed the trade pattern put in place in summer by Histamine, trading crafted goods for tin items, to feed their fledinging bronze industry. Dwarven iron would have to come later.
Nishtiz traders did not stay for very long but promised to come back next year. A promise they would surely keep, as Kimaeslo Ori was by far the fastest and safest way to reach eastern Oak.
A man, his dog, his army
Another important happening of autumn 150 is the arrival of a group of travellers. Their leader was an aging man, dressed in travelling garments. His pale red mane had shifted to gray and a large, white hound, was pulling on a rope he had on his hand. Behind the man and his dog, eight other vagrants. They were travelling light but appeared unarmed. Although they looked similar to the countless bandits plaguing the continent, Pearlites were not in the habit of plundering live settlement, and especially not those inhabited by other pearlites.
In Minbazkar, teh rules of hospitality were pretty simple : sedentary villagers had an obligation to offer shelter to anyone asking for it – however, the quality of said shelter was up to the host, and hospitality did not extend to food – it was an unspoken rules to prevent travellers from being eaten by Darkness at night. Asking for more than what is given was a rude behavior – most of the time, the host would lay a blanket on the floor for the guest to sleep, and allow him to forage around the village to satiate his hunger. Those rules were plastic but pearlite of all people were known to observe them closely.
Therefore, having a group of vagrants approaching town wasn't always sign that a place was to be raided. The group approach cautiously. When they were spotted, Kimaeslo Ori decided also to be on the side of cautious and gathered – just in case.
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When Ipan and Ador saw them closer, however, their faces opened.
« This is Wuspin and his band ! » exclamed the spear instructor. « We fought together in Thomocermir ! »
Having developped to resist Osmite armies, the border fort attracted and nourished a militaristic society - warriors came, bringing alongside them redsmiths, doctors, and later on auxiliairies, mercenaries, excellent tailors to finance the war, and merchants when the town became prosperous. The core of the border fort, however, was and remained its garrison of excellent fighters.
Even if Osme had postponed its invasion of Thomocemir, as the dwarves of Desoruzol seized the opportunity to try and raid the border fort.
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These raids were easily driven back
Among the people who drove back Desoruzol raids were Wuspin and his band. Even if none of them held the prestigious title of Thomocemir knight, they all came back from the border fort with military training, battlefield experience and medical education. They were, assuredly a valuable lot.
« Not only that », continued Ipan. « But Wuspin is actually the son of late War Minister Tis Spisbaoxa ! This is high nobility we're meeting today ! »
Of course, War Minister Tis Spisbaoxa was mostly known for antagonizing the darves of Desoruzol, causing the war in the first place, and not being very fondly remembered by a peace-loving Mong Kima – bt in the end, he was still one of the major historical figures of the country at this point in time.
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Luki and Tis, back in 135. Not a lot has really changed since then
Because Histamine and Totten cultivated the ambition of raising an army and pacifying the region, they were overjoyed when Wuspin and his band asked them to immigrate in Kimaeslo Ori. A band of fighters – a ressource that would have become necessary at some point.
Of course, Kimaeslo Ori could not – at this point – support that many soldiers and would have them perform civilian tasks : the glass workshop was reopened, and so was the gemcutter house. Idle hands were made busy by the construction work, made possible by the extraction of dolomite bricks from the underground garden, field work and trash disposal were to occupy what remained of the season.
When winter fell upon the bridgetown, work had start to gain some pace.
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Post by: TheFlame52 on March 16, 2021, 06:28:31 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 16, 2021, 06:40:43 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on March 16, 2021, 06:51:06 pm
Post by: Splint on March 16, 2021, 07:18:57 pm
They'll have to scrape the barrel once industry picks up to afford the steel items needed to outfit even a single squad, but the fact remains they can easily make the bridge guard the best armed in the kingdom through nothing but the stated purpose: The flow of trade. Couple that with veteran warriors to fill it, and train more, and there's a very real shot at actually being able to push back a bit once the place has fighting men to spare, to say nothing of resuming the export of goods unexpected of human hands.
Post by: Cathar on March 16, 2021, 07:35:05 pm
Also a thing I should have mentionned : the elves of Iferifiyopi and the dwarves of Nishtiz, both trading with us, are at war with each other. So not only Kimaeslo Ori is a bridge between East and West Oak, it's also a bridge between two nations at war.
As for Ozo and his pet bunny, they've been promoted !
Post by: Cathar on March 29, 2021, 10:18:15 am
The return of the monkeys
The winter was mostly uneventful and this update will be a little bare – as nothing of note happened. Only in early december, at the very beggining of the season, probably pushed south by the coming cold, a band of roving rhesus monkey came far too close to town.
(https://i.imgur.com/IwGe6JG.png)
They moved very quickly in the direction of the bridge – the militia was alerted but remained on stand-down. Fighting on the unfinished bridge was a receipe for disaster. Luckily, they bumped into the guildmen camping outside, who drew out a collection of knives hidden under their robes, engaging the wild creatures on their own.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deg4zfg-572a1cb2-d80c-420d-bb7a-a5ba32a0a7ba.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWc0emZnLTU3MmExY2IyLWQ4MGMtNDIwZC1iYjdhLWE1YmEzMmEwYTdiYS5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.2_awUX_vJuIOj0cUoBCC0P9zXANdxZoxYqFAGz493LY)
One of the yak cows charged one poor helpless monkey, tearing its guts out with a horn strike then hoofing it on the ground. Pack animals are dangerous.
During the confrontation, Lesno took out his own axe and tried to help.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deggj5y-07f2d8ef-1622-4ce4-82f0-76bead3e960d.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWdnajV5LTA3ZjJkOGVmLTE2MjItNGNlNC04MmYwLTc2YmVhZDNlOTYwZC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.b40KdWJKDV0U08YpoBqvzK3t8DTg7fhqkxTC2AYis3w)
But fell in a trap before he could give assistance to the guildmen. Only after the confrontation could the Thaguk Alnos release him from his binds. Soon, all the mnkeys were dead or fleeing, and the crisis was averted. Monkeys are violent, if small, and the amount of damage they can cause by disrupting the peace, stealing valuable items and ganging on children and animals is horrendous.
This time, all went well. But concerns are arising about the guildmen – if the attackers are only monkeys, all is good, but shall Osme attack again, they would be totally wiped out. Something would have to be done before it happens.
The militia
A step up in the militia training had occured with the integration of Ipan as a spear instructor – it took him a bit of time to organize the group into a fighting force, but in winter 150, a first sparring match could safely be organized.
(https://i.imgur.com/JgK1wju.png)
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/degq3ms-b4a09d9d-db5c-4bc4-b70c-f472e50907c7.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWdxM21zLWI0YTA5ZDlkLWRiNWMtNGJjNC1iNzBjLWY0NzJlNTA5MDdjNy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.am5DCHqtorksNdmOOAK8OSDBIhjs88chVvApQu1SqLc)
Ralin was still way under the level of her instructor, but managed in the end to score a couple hits anyway. For someone learning to fight only to be able to self-defend, that was a good sign. The militia was clearly stepping up their game.
Other factoids
Because of the relative calm of the season, the extraction of domolite bricks went particularly fast and multiple projects could be furthered. First, the farmers guild was being upgraded from wood to stone and a whole floor was completed. Multiple green glass windows were stuck into dolomite frames so the building was properly iluminated during the day. The saved wood was then reused to make floors for buildings.
The bridge was furthered also – a real noble palace was planned as a second building to be made on the gigantic bridge. Once it is complete, the old, smaller palace would then be converted in an administrative center, leaving the nobles to enjoy their rightful due of wealth and prestige, far from the working administrative class.
Another project undertaken was the completion of the city wall, and the construction of a trash compactor, to dispose of the non metallic garbage. Both proiject are still unfinished at the end of year 150.
(https://i.imgur.com/XX9Ywj1.png)
Last but not least, Ozo has been promoted Bookeeeper of the Thaguk Alnos and started to make an inventory of the city's possessions. He has been given a small office and his personal bedroom is under construction.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deg8rzv-3e003f17-7060-4d14-b6d2-4583a9b75118.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWc4cnp2LTNlMDAzZjE3LTcwNjAtNGQxNC1iNmQyLTQ1ODNhOWI3NTExOC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.hrBaBLzergb8rg94QPCkfqpNXWZPdXe_l-M3df7OEiU)
When the next migrant wave come, other administrative nobles should be promoted and applications are welcome.
That's all for this season. Very calm winter indeed.
Post by: Cathar on April 10, 2021, 12:47:56 pm
The life, death and return of Kamloc
Kamloc always had been a woman of odd jobs.She came in Thomocemir soon after its fundation in year 132, and worked where the work was needed, mostly in agriculture and fish cleaning. Shehad no noteworthy story – she was unmarried and childless, content with her lot in life. She was good friends with Lasteret the scribe, and Lemann, Thomocemir's supply officer, and had no known relative.
To follow her friend Lastret, she came to Kimaeslo Ori in 144 and worked as a farmer. However, she was one the the first to suffer from the the chaos that was the Aconilun.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/ddft7dn-9ec6e03a-65aa-481a-8288-8e02fa819293.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZGZ0N2RuLTllYzZlMDNhLTY1YWEtNDgxYS04Mjg4LThlMDJmYTgxOTI5My5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.Y55hMKvmMw4ejby82DDxl8wuDCs5NOX9Pxtf-JufRTo)
In november 145, after starting a brawl in the tavern, about a year after her arrival in the bridgetown, she was expelled and started wandering aimelessly in Minbazkar.
When the Aconilun fell in 149, she then came back to undress the corpses but died soon after in winter 150, after trying to cross the frozen water on foot. She was not part of the Thaguk Alnos and because she drowned, her body was not retrieved.
Because she was not part of the government of the bridgetown, people did not made anything of her death. It was sad – but not unexpected. She was simply another nameless soul to join the pile of nameless souls in Kimaeslo Ori.
However, one day of spring, the other vagrants came to see Histamine in terror. Kamloc, they said, had returned from the great beyond.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/degyllm-1bb516e8-6c69-4a8b-a8cf-301c84a5a1b2.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWd5bGxtLTFiYjUxNmU4LTZjNjktNGE4Yi1hOGNmLTMwMWM4NGE1YTFiMi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.XbdEqJIHh0-MDQJBCorRzGaNyWQlYe7aOQnj0u6rPYI)
(https://i.imgur.com/ddZp7a5.png)
As it turns out, pearlites do want to be remembered. A sstone slab was commissionned to the quarry to memorialize her. This is, after all, the goal of that very diary – to insure that the people who built Mong Kima do not go totally forgotten after their passing.
New inhabitants galore
The town is growing more prosperous – a far cry from the corpsebin it was in 149. The living space have mostly been cleaned and the production of barter goods – mostly made of bone and cloth, but also from wax and leather – was now in full effect. Those craft materials were chosen forr their renewability and the fact they would not offend their elven clients.
Admittedly, the walls were not finished and were not uniformly high at this point, but even so they would encircle the totality of the town. Multiple metal drawbridges would transform themselves into impenetrable walls at the pressure of a lever and the militia was armoring up and starting to make themselves into a competent fighting force.
All to say – the town was looking a more and more attractive prospect to pearlite villagers and vagrants. And in spring 151, a large group arrived.
The group was comprized of Dotep, Setoc, Ramet, Vispol,Sasir, Othla, Desli, Nemen, Ur, Enthep, Komo, Badu, Nelti, Anthis, Uja, Reloth and Omud
It was mostly old people whose skills were not very relevant to the needs of the town, but any help was good to take at this point – if anything, to build the bridge, to operate the furnaces and to clean the streets.
Among those people, one of them stood a bit above the other : Dotep Umcostuthid, the retired knight.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deh11s5-a5e58026-3575-48ca-a649-0edf641400db.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWgxMXM1LWE1ZTU4MDI2LTM1NzUtNDhjYS1hNjQ5LTBlZGY2NDE0MDBkYi5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.bTszqEKUJTJqTQRaZb73ubcWNmLiCjRI7chbMFprzqw)
In his youth, Dotep has been a skald – settling in the (at the time) lively town of Edetledir where he composed and performed a poem My Friend Emancipation. Soon recognized by an elven Iferifiyopi poet by the name of Liceyi Yarareifada, who introduced him to her band of menestrels, the Azure Saviors. Dotep left his wife and Erod, his newborn son to study with his new master. He authored more poems with his new group.
Less than a year later, he came to miss his family and reunited whith his wife in the border fort of Tetzobsha and had two other children two girls named Sirris and Turot.
Not finding the success he wanted in Tetzobsha, he moved with his family in tow to the border fort of Thomocemir. That decision would cost him dearly, as his wife was killed soon after during an Osmite raid. Dotep joined the knights of Thomocemir and served under Sworncaptain Imic – until a deep wound left him unable to carry his shield – at this point, he retired and his son, Erod, took his place in the army.
Dotep is a highly skilled swordsman, but with only one functionning arm, cannot serve a fighting rôle anymore. Giving him a temporary instructor position may be a good idea – in the meantime, he decided to help Ador at the quarry. Thanks to his timely efforts, stone could be extracted and promptly carved into a slab, which was in turn engraved with a memory of Kamloc. Soon after, thevisions of the floating body over the water ceased.
A visit from the elves
Another noteworthy new face was Sacir, who presented himlself as a simple peasant with a juvenile dog, but soon appeared to have a darker past.
Indeed, if Dotep had a good – if short experience living with the elves of Iferifiyopi, Sacir was far from sharing his opinion, and it became apparent when the elven merchants came to town.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dehgbzv-88853727-c6dc-4b6f-9d01-a2889c8fb5fd.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWhnYnp2LTg4ODUzNzI3LWM2ZGMtNGI2Zi05ZDAxLWEyODg5YzhmYjVmZC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.iDBd2utPMBEOpIAhEAanGFD_zwU_V1tqevF5CEW7nBs)
« I'm no one to raise troubles » he said to Histamine, who still held the title of Leader of the Thaguk Alnos. « But is the central government aware that we are trading with Iferifiyopi ? »
Histamine shrugged. « We if they aren't ? » she asked. « We trade with whoever we want – why would they object to it ? »
Sacir looked a bit offended by the question, but then remembered that the new generations were not exactly aware of the history of their country – and how fundational was the massacre of Kostupu.
It was in year 116, Sacir explained. The pearlite central army, under the leadership of War Minister Lubbe, had been called to protect the western settlements against elven raids. They were attacked by a large fighting force of over a thousand heads and suffered a defeat – scrambling their remaining forces, they gathered in the village of Kostupu to recover and replenish their forces – but were then attacked again.
The elves only spared the children – men, women, soldiers and villagers were all slain by the Iferifiyopi army. Since the massacre of Kostupu, Mong Kima permanently lost its ability to muster large central forces and now has to rely on local militias to protect its settlements. Every later military doctrine – the construction of border forts, the formation of Thomocemir Knights and the Riverguard, the retributive strike against Pilalene – were all made to prevent another Kostupu from occuring.
« There are daggers behind their kind words » he warned Histamine. « And the teeth they smile with will eat human flesh if given the opportunity.
-I will then make sure they do not get that opportunity. » the leader promised.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deh3wzi-f319e239-b96d-4e03-bbb3-caebee63fd84.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWgzd3ppLWYzMTllMjM5LWI5NmQtNGUwMy1iYmIzLWNhZWJlZTYzZmQ4NC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ._VyKezjwX5K33FJmSKX8BLrtsXJCzKqChq7zfFc4S8Y)
Commerce with elves was nothing special this month either – elves are not known for the quality of their craft good – and the exchanges consisted mostly of grown fire wood and some animals (including a breeding pair of tame oppossums) against cloth and bone craft goods. Various additional gifts were made to insure the continued good will of Iferifiyopi elves and they left after a few days.
Miscellaneas
A couple of other news should be mentionned here.
First, we have our first birth in the town ! It's a baby boy by the name of Elloz, son of the clothier Theb and his wife Dag. We are now 39 souls in the Thaguk Alnos. Soon we shall become a real village.
Second, the library is officially in use !
(https://i.imgur.com/5FWAgRe.png)
People from the village and vagrants use the building to read the works of the late Jalew and to discuss scientific and philosophic matter. Although we are unlikely to make groundbreaking discoveries, this furthers the litteracy of the people of the bridgetown, and conversations between residents and vagrants will also, probably, further good intelligence between communities.
Third : there was a migration of sea otters during the string, and we captured a female. There are still others otter running about – if we can catch a breeding pair, we maybe can start a herd. Who know ? Regardless, more animals mean more opportunity for Figaro to hone his skills.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dehcgwz-868fdd90-fabd-487c-9d76-3321aeb0bcac.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWhjZ3d6LTg2OGZkZDkwLWZhYmQtNDg3Yy05ZDc2LTMzMjFhZWIwYmNhYy5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.Ekt19PvYx7uVPQidulIaOIR5y1nPI-RVTl4ax1OdBag)
And last – words from Thomocemir say Osmite troops are lurking about. This spring, they ambushed and catched two child snatchers. They catched them alive after they yield, and are now detained in the border fort. Activity from Osme is never a good thing and we should prepare. We commission more copper armors.
(https://i.imgur.com/ZqQSINj.png)
Post by: Sir Knight on April 12, 2021, 07:30:35 pm
Your depiction of the ghost looks particularly like it belongs somewhere, maybe a menacing poster or the cover of a horror videogame or something.
But speaking of depictions, what did you intend the background to be in this image?
Spoiler: Dotep Umcostuthid (click to show/hide)
To me, it looks like bubbles within glass tanks, which wouldn't be quite appropriate here (though it also would be awesome). Mushrooms in the caverns?
Post by: Superdorf on April 12, 2021, 07:38:17 pm
Post by: Cathar on April 14, 2021, 08:56:46 am
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/defo9q4-cc95109f-9328-490e-89bc-ffea5e0b2650.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZWZvOXE0LWNjOTUxMDlmLTkzMjgtNDkwZS04OWJjLWZmZWE1ZTBiMjY1MC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.BQUFrZBV4EcbXqEtDLMVhjFMtI5Du6GOwa1EjW0ftR4)
Post by: Sir Knight on April 19, 2021, 06:12:23 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on April 20, 2021, 08:11:03 pm
Bizarre and dark subterranean worlds filled with bioluminiscent fungi?
Sign me up!
Glad to see things are going better than for the previous bridge dwellers.
Btw, hows Toki doing?
Post by: Cathar on April 24, 2021, 04:26:52 pm
If any conclusion could be made on the state of affairs of the kingdom of Kima and its denizen during those past years, is they had a potent drive to recolonize the bridgetown of Kimaeslo Ori. Be it for its historical relevance, its strategic importance or the precious ressources that were lost within its walls, the simple opportunism of faraway settlers wanting to establish themselves in a more prestigious community, or that of, simpler still, vagrants in search of a home – migrants were coming in the town in large numbers.
Leader of the original seven vagrants who came here, almost two years ago, in late autumn 149, Histamine was still considered as the general authority in the hamle... but with the amount of migrants, most of whom were of higher status – some were older, other had participated in historic wars or were accomplished artists and craftmen. Although having spearheaded- the recolonization effort – be it by pure happenstance – carried a fair bit of prestige, this paled in comparison of men like Dotep or Sacir, who, respectively fought the Osmites in Thomocemir, and survived the massacre of Kostupu.
It was becoming more and more obvious she would not be able to cling to her authority forever : when the town have grown enough, a proper lord will have to be decided.
Maybe it was for the best, actually. The position was a bit stressful for her – being the informal leader of a group of friend was very different from organizing the urban development of a town.
Miscommunication
The guildsmen arrived in town in late June, carrying an assortment of goods produced in the eastern settlements. Some craftgoods, a bit of metal, small domesticated animals and some raw materials.
With Uquur disapearance, the guild was left headless and would not take orders. Their function had devolved from kingdom-wide trade planning to loosely connecting the settlements to each other.
Still, even in its diminished form, the traders guild was the strongest link between the various pearlites hamlets and towns, and had such retained a lot of power. Moreover, as trade was the only possible source of tin for Kimaeslo Ori, cooperatrion with the guild was necessary for the production of military-grade bronze.
(https://i.imgur.com/Bil5eIL.png)
They started to unpack their goods in the dedicated market place, same as the previous year, and started to propose their goods. Some of them were interesting to the small town – mostly iron and tin goods – and Histamine was sent to negociate them for the town production, mostly comprized of bone, cloth and wax crafts – necklaces, earrings and the like.
« I cannot give metal for cloth and bone » the merchant said. « I cannot sell those back to the settlements – don't you have anything else to sell ? »
Of course, he was lying. Last year, he would probably have bartered more dyed cloth rolls of great value to Kimaeslo Ori.
But this year, however, they were met by a Histamine who actually learnt the value of trade goods. A long argument ensued. Hgistamine tried to offer a compromize – less metalware for more craftgoods, maybe ? The guildsmen would not have it.
« We know that Luki was killed in Kimaeslo Ori » he said, « And she was carrying jewlery made out of the bones of Cobim, the dragon. We'll trade our wares for those jewlery. »
Cobim had been a female dragon who, during all antiquity, was terrorizing the subcontinent, antagonizing all countries, rampaging hamlets and fortresses alike – and have been a general threat to the region until its eventual demise in year 130, where it has been slain by Luki and her group.
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When Luki arrived in march 146, she was carrying on her person a wealth of dragon bone jewlery – she was using that wealth to barter for her living expenses. When she was killed, a year later during an Osmite siege, those bracelets and amulets made out of dragon bones were lost and the guild had been trying to recover them since.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/de5rat8-4710d1da-9f07-4494-aa9d-f01fe11c46e4.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZTVyYXQ4LTQ3MTBkMWRhLTlmMDctNDQ5NC1hYTlkLWYwMWZlMTFjNDZlNC5wbmcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.mxbd3WayiKrrNVSX_Awr-n4w5795TZX2wugm8SDJ6y4)
Testop Elthep, the bracelet recovered by Kashi two years ago, was one of those artefacts
« We have been recovering some of them » Histamine assured. « But we're not parting from them for that low a price – and there's nothing in you wares that would account for them. »
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Offended, the merchants left immediately. They would come back next year – they said, but no market would take place this summer. Surely, a gift would be needed next year to appease them and keep the peace with the rest of the kingdom, but Histamine had her eyes on a much, much more lucraftive trade in autumn with the merchants from Nishtiz. This year she hoped to have her hands on the first scraps of dwarven iron – and for that, dragon bones could surely be traded.
The kid has grown up
The 8th of July saw a new wave of immigration. This wave was comprised of the following people : • Owba, cheese maker
• Sas
• Fensast
• Sota, planter and pig enthousiast
• Sitsu, Armorer
and more importantly, Uzu, son of Asin, brother of late Dengusa and grandson of Jalew, the previous lord of Kimaeslo Ori.
Usu trained a bit under sworncaptain Imic, but was too young to enter under arms. In an attempt to help the border fort of Thomocemir, he carried out several small mercenary work for travellers and local patrons. In 142, he accompanied Islas Candoalu, the Wild Swordsaint, to Bugikawe, to escort a traveller back to his wife. During that travel, he fought – and slain – a twilight monster.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dcvk224-bd11b77b-a137-48a3-854b-0088ae56fca2.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3sicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kY3ZrMjI0LWJkMTFiNzdiLWExMzctNDhhMy04NTRiLTAwODhhZTU2ZmNhMi5qcGcifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6ZmlsZS5kb3dubG9hZCJdfQ.UX5_W2N1sLc9WoTXpGJy0SvInnAb3REh9lvEBuFlQvA)
He was then the one to report the massacre of Tetzobsha which prompted the retaliatory attack against the royalty of the elven kingdom of Pilalene. When the fires of war calmed down, Uzu became the protector of the village of Lemhuhqihu under Lord Ulet.
Uzu came to Kimaeslo Ori for multiple reasons. Finding revenge for his maternal grandparents, Lord and Lady Jalew and Sug – but more importantly, finding a new sword master and improve his skills as a fighter. He had heard that Dotep – his father in law – had been given a position as a sword instructor in Kimaeslo Ori and wanted to enlist. Even tho his skills were somewhat lacking for a Thomocemir taught swordsman, he was received immediately.
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The teal wasp rises and other developments
Among the thing that all this new blood bringed to Kimaeslo Ori was a petition : indeed, they wanted to organize as a farmer's guild and wanted a place to gather and insure the transmition of the knowledge of their profession.
At this point in time, the farmer's guild building had already been fully renovated, Its decrepit wooden wall had been replaced by solid masonry and multiple glass windows were givbing the structure a very luminous aura – if a bit eerie.
The new guild, taking the name of The Teal Wasp, was immediately recognized as the town's official farmers guild, and was given the building.
With the arrival of so much new blood, Totten's squad could finally be completed. New gear was tailored for the new soldiers. After some trial and error and some evaluation of the cost in materials and labour, an uniform of sort was devised for the footsoldiers
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Toki, in campaign gear
That uniform would consist of a bronze weapon, copper mail shirt and pants, and copper plate helm, a leather breastplate, gloves and boots and a wooden shield. That gear, a straight upgrade from the equipment of the Aconilun, would still be manageable in terms of metal and fuel, would allow to field multiple squads of reasonable capability.
Heavier full-armor, similar to Totten's current gear, would only start production after the Thaguk Alnos could outfit two or three regular squads.
As for Toki specifically, he had been training very hard, and is now an adept axeman. When he reaches the level of mster or grandmaster in his weapon, he'll be free to either be promoted to the rank of axe instructor, or be released into the civilian life where he would resume his lumberjacking business (let me know which do you prefer!)
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Noloc's long walk
Behind every werebeast rampage, there is always a long story to be told, and the story of Noloc was not an exception.
Noloc was born in the year 112 in Beruime, a large seaside town of the kingdom of Luhmong, in the deep, deep south of the known world, from a clerk mother and a farmer father – he was the youngest of a siblinghood of six.
His father, Nocam, was a war hero. Before turning to the work of the earth, he was a soldier and participated to the war against Sotukosta, the local goblin empire – in a battle that inflicted them a crippling blow.
Noloc ambitionning to become like his father and siblings – either a laborer or a mercenary – but like in any story worth telling, things did not go according to plan.
In march 122, the wereskink Rusna attacked the familial farm – Noloc jumped on the monster and successfully drove him away, but was severely wounded in the process. Noloc managed to recover, and the next month, all his wounds were miraculousely healed – it took a whole year for the town of Beruime to understand that he had been infected by the curse.
Rusna, the original monster, would then continue his own story that would eventually lead him to Minbazkar, where he would start a whole new curse strand, and finally meet his end in 132 in Thomocemir.
Spoiler: Thomocemir, 132 (click to show/hide)
During that time, Noloc was hiding in the Indigo Steppe, the general area around Beruime, surviving on wild game and straying cattle for a few years, then his track was lost.
He reappeared during the full moon in August 151 in Kimaeslo Ori – attracted by the pack animals the vagrants kept around the bridge. Spotting a white yak through the leaves and branches, the cold blooded creature slithered its way in the forest and jump on the creature.
Its caretaker, a vagrant by the name of Strospi, tried to intervene – but the monster Noloc had become overpowered and mauled him very quickly.
Turning its savagery toward the yak, it attacked, clawed and bit through the thick fur of the animal – who responded with an equally savage flurry of horn and hoove strikes.
The commotion soon woke up the other vagrants nearby – one of them, Ramstom, pulled out a boning knife and rushed to the aid of the bovine.
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Multiple stabs later, Noloc bled to death on the sylvan ground. Ramstom, with its clothes in tatters, survived his wounds – a fate probably worst than death. With this amount of bites on his body, it was obvious that the man was infected, and this much was made clear to the member of the Thaguk Alnos the next morning.
Not being a member of the Thaguk Alnos, quarantining him was not possible – exiling him wasn't either. Because the Thaguk Alnos had absolutely no doubt he would transform next full moon, a small pack of wardogs was stationned next to his camp spot.
It was probably the only alternative to straight up murder to prevent an epidemic.
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Post by: Haspen on April 24, 2021, 05:27:55 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on April 26, 2021, 05:40:31 pm
Woodchopping can be done by anyone, if needed by more than one.
But i like the thought of him passing on his axe skills to several students. I think it's safe to say mong kima needs more abled fighters.
And i feel sorry for Ramstom.
Poor soul. : (
Post by: Cathar on April 29, 2021, 06:53:43 am
Also alright, as soon as Toki gets his master status, I'll promote him to his own squad and expend the military drastically. Probably in early 152.
Next update, I'll make a quick rundown of the current state of our military forces, which are becoming quite capable.
Post by: Haspen on April 29, 2021, 07:01:08 am
Post by: Cathar on April 29, 2021, 08:44:22 am
Post by: Haspen on April 29, 2021, 08:49:45 am
Post by: Cathar on May 17, 2021, 06:01:29 pm
New faces
After the unfortunate happenings of the last season – the child of Pasmug attack on the vagrants and the stand-off with the guildsmen, there was some pressure starting to build up on the Thaguk Alnos to get their affairs in order.
They could not let the curse of Pasmug develop among the populationn and they could not let the relations with the guild deteriorate. The ill was clear, but the remedy would recquire some effort.
To that, one would have to add more emerging issues – some shortages were expected soon. The stocks of copper were dwindling, charcoal itself always came in short supply. Housing itself was becoming a problem as more and more people were joining.
The 23 of September, a new migration wave would bring eight more souls to the bridgetown :
• Ketas, suturer
• Teshil, peasant
• Adil, presser
• Sapa, professional soldier and his wife, Perad, merchant and archer
• Tista, stoneworker
• Haspen and his wife, Erab, both peasants
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Haspen is born in 124 in Inidinut, a small village a short walk to the south of Kimaeslo Ori. From unknown parentage and having received no mentorship into the trades, he lived a rather idle life in his hometown. He was married at a very young age to Erab, whose father and two brothers became soldiers in the city of Ishaakul, in the southern shore of the continent.
When they became aware that an effort of recolonistion in the Kimaeslo Ori, they prepared themselves and joined the next caravan.
The difficulty was mostly to find themselves an occupation – neither Erab nor Haspen having developped a skill in the arts. As a temporary measure, they were given a place in the militia. Totten took the sudden influx of manpower into her ranks as an opportunity to reorganize the forces.
The new organization would see the forces split into three groups
The branded workers : General arms group under the direct command of Totten. They are meant to be armored-up line soldiers as soon as adequate equipment can be produced
Watchers of the veil : A group of six crossbowmen under the command of Histamine, consisting of six trained crossbowmen, mostly veterans and mercenaries
The Flowery Summit : A fledging axe squad consisting of Toki and two recruits. This squad is not battle ready, neither trained, manned nor geared yet, but will become a frontline squadron given time.
As a sidenote, Splint and Hakuryu, if you want to change the name of your squads, please give me a sign !
Soon after that restructuration of the militia, an gathering was held in the tavern – the population of the town had grow a lot and was in dire need of civil administration. The only noble in the town, Wuspin, refused outright, saying that he could not shoulder that responsability. Histamine, who already had a lot of work with her double responsability as a trade mistress and militia captain, stepped out of her position as an expedition leader.
It was clear to her than she and her friends would not leave the bridgetown to resume their travels now – for as hard as life can be, it is way more comfortable than sleeping under trees and kicking the road.
After some sort discussion, it was decided that the title of Lady should be given to Desli – a young, quiet, unmarried craftwoman. She had been hard at work until recetnly, making valuable craftgoods out of bones – some of them considered as masterworks. The choide of Desli was a very safe one – nothing in her mild character should cause any problem later on the line.
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Dotep was taken out of the militia and replaced by another recruit – for he was promoted as a manager and given a room in the administrative manor.
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Of course, it meant that Uzu would be left the only sword user in the militia, but I'm confident he can learn by sparring with other soldiers – his iron ringed sword is about one of the best weapons we made so far, and the captains thoughts that, considering Uzu's past as a sellsword and a monster hunter, he would be able to learn by himself.
Stopping the curse
The month of september came and went – and the vagrant Ramstom, who last season fought off the wereskink, started to have some hope in his recovery. He had been bit a couple times – but it wasn't said that he had absolutely no chance of avoiding the curse. Maybe he was immune, maybe he was just lucky ? If he made it through fall, he'd consider himself healthy and stop worrying about the curse of Pasmug.
However, after the sun set on the 11 october and the full moon started to rise and Ramstom went to sleep under his tree, he was taken by violent convulsions. Rofa, an Iferifiyopi vagrant who was passing by, came to investigate.
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Rofa was bit multiple times – he was a trained soldier, but he had no chance against Ramstoms monstruous strengh and bestial ferocity. Luckily, his suffering was short as the monster mauled him to death.
Maybe the Thaguk Alnos could have saved the elf – had they intervened earlier – and considering they had a squad of dogs, specifically trained to hunt werebeasts, standing nearby, it is difficult to imagine their untimeliness as not deliberate. As soon as the elf died, Figaro unleashed the dogs.
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The dogs tore the creature to pieces – surprizingly without sustaining any major injury themselves.
When the sun rose again, Noloc, Ramstom and Rofa were all dead – hopefully, this time, the curse of Pasmug was finally extinct.
Nishtiz iron
About one week after the incident, the Nishtiz dwarves came back to Kimaeslo Ori. Histamine, who conducted the trade meetings, was now a proefiscient negociator and appraiser of goods -and with the summer market cancelled, the town had a lot of goods to trade. Bonecrafts of excellent quality, thanks to Desli's hard work, have been piled in wooden boxes, alongside yarn and clothes jewelry.
It was low-quality material that was worked by expert hands – a staple of pearlite craftmanship. It was the nature of a pearl to be but a grain of sand worked over years by sea creatures into priceless artefacts – and the people of Kima had made this conversion of trash into gold the backbone of their wealth.
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They had a lot to trade – wax crafts, candles, bone amulets, cloth hearrings and so on – the dwarves of Nishtiz shown a lot of interest. Those merchandises would be sold back to their mountainhomes for a wide margin.
In exchange, Histamine bought mostly metals – dwarven iron, and some decorative metals and alloys – gold, electrum, some pewter.
It would not be enough to run the redsmiths working for very long, but it was progress – and more importantly, it was the first time a human nation could put their hands on bars of that mythical dwarven iron.
Kaos, the smith that was designed to work those metal bars, had difficulties hiding his joy. Hopefully, the swords he would forge out of those bars would mark a turning point in the direction of the war – or at least, he thought, be enough to keep their city safe.
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Post by: Splint on May 17, 2021, 06:42:33 pm
I'm fine with the squad name for now, seeing as I can't really think of anything better. Suppose anyone who earns a title, unlikely as that is, could receive a brand or something as a mark fo toughness or some such for story/roleplay purposes to make it fit though.
But damn am I glad that little fix worked, cause that page with the dwarf merchant was genuinely funny to me.
Post by: Sir Knight on May 29, 2021, 03:13:54 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2021, 08:59:17 pm
Now if only there were visitors from the previous plotline to goggle at this moment.Well, there's Uzu, and there's Dotep from Thomocemir... But yeah, I wouldn't be against seing more familiar faces
But damn am I glad that little fix worked, cause that page with the dwarf merchant was genuinely funny to me.Haha, so am I. Now we can make actual progress
Winter 151
Outside news
Rumors of attacks against Thomocemir keep coming to Kimaeslo Ori. However, whereas a decade ago, they only had to fend off assaults from Osme, they now seem to have to face attacks from the sky dwarves of Desor Uzol.
Last summer, a hammerdwarf by the name of Mezbuth was seen snooping around Thomocemir's fortifications. He was however found out by the guard and managed to flee, only to return next summer with two acolytes. His companions were promptly ambushed and killed, and Mzebuth was jailed. The situation seemed to repeat itself in winter, when another scout was spotted around the bordertown – the situation did not escalate as the scout manage to flee.
Other than that, the year 151 was extremely peaceful worldwide. The world seem to keep following its already established trend – the war in the north continues to shift against the empire of Ansgekstozu, with its current emperor under Bomreki custody (there would probably be a historical novel to be written about those events), and the two remaining fighting kingdoms of Bomrek-Laltur and Osmestobûb are drawing dangerously close to each other.
In Kimaeslo Ori, things are now definitely taking up some pace. With Desli appointed as a new Lady of the Thaguk Alnos, the bridgetown was now back at behing officially considered an inhabited village, and with the very lucrative commerce with Nishtiz, luck seemed to be smiling again on the colonists.
Projects
This winter, the focus was put on two major projects : carving out more stone bricks to continue the bridge – and more especially the bridge palace on its center – and fielding more bodies in the militia.
For the bridge palace, microline clusters deep inside the caves would have to be exploited – altho not very valuable by itself, microline was used by the previous government to give a blue color to their official buildings, and the Thaguk Alnos was interested in keeping up th trend.
As for the militia, there was a double need to be fullfilled : a need for more recruits of course, but more critically, weapons and armors needed to be produced.
Slowly but surely, the Thaguk Alnos was establishing a stronger presence in the area – with a growing number of men under arms and the recognition of not only the crown of pearls, but also the kingdoms of Iferifiyopi and Nishtiz, it was only a question of time before they started to expend.
The third winter spent on Kimaeslo Ori, however, would come with it's share of issues to be solved.
Vagrants and criminals
Alongside the Thaguk Alnos, two other communities shared the area of Kimaeslo Ori ; guildsmen and exiles from Mong Kima, and looters from Iferifiyopi. Life outside the walls of the bridgetown was stressful, dangerous and uncomfortable.
When the temperature again started to drop at night, it may have proven too much for those who sleep outside yet refuse to burn dead wood. So much so that a cold morning of December, as Toki was walking on the beach, on his way to collect his new equipment as a captain, he was jumped on by an elven vagrant.
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Regaining composure, Toki avoided the elf's attacks and pushed him back with his shield. The elf fell on the ground and Toki escaped the encounter. When he came back to the village, the story of the aggression started some discussion about the state of the vagrant commuities existing outside Kimaeslo Ori. What do that elf wanted ? Was it because of the wooden shield ? Was it a protest about charcoal being used in the forges ?
The elf - a gentleman named Mafi – was already known to have a temper. Later on, the record keeper Ozo reported to have seen Mafi attack another elf near the trashpile – the two elves having ripped their shirts off and were bludgeonning each other.
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The other elf was discovered dead a couple days later. ; January 5.
Altho what happens between elves may not be the problem of the Thaguk Alnos, we probably should do something about them at some point. But what ? Maybe chosing a heartcaptain would be a start.
Lesno wakes up
Winter days kept becoming colder and colder, and a month passed without incident. Without incident, that is if we ignore the rumors that more vagrants were disapearing in the forest, and an elderly naked women being spotted in the wood margins – only to run away. Lady Desli was proving herself to be extremely skilled at carving bones, which may become our primary source of income in the near future. Masterworks amulets were produced quickly, and we were confident that they would be loved by the elven merchants coming up next spring. Another worker, Othla, happened to be a master leatherworker, and produced some work of art with old tanned skins laying about. When the Thaguk Alnos discovered his skills, he was commissionned to work on shield and leather armors for the militia – even tho lessons were learnt from the Aconilun about not relying too much on leather for protection, it was understood that leather lamellar armor would complement more protective copper mail. As for leather shields, they were both lighter, cheaper and as effective as wooden ones and were considered a straight-up upgrade for the militia.
In the meantime, The 19 of January, Lesno, who was caring for the cattle since he was brought inside the walls after the monkey attacks since winter 150, and who have taken the seemingly harmless habit to speak with the beasts, happened into a violent argument with a yak and a goat.
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After shouting like the madman he probably is, he attacked both animals and slew them.
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Lesno not being a mamber of the Thaguk Alnos, no sanction were taken against him – but the militia is now monitoring the madman in case he would take his murderous ways on humans.
Aca Rightlilac, the Fighting Mountain
Born before the first human nations, Aca Rightlilacs was a female cyclop of terrible power. Active during ther whole lifespan in the eastern side of the Land of Oak, she would antagonize many kingdoms and raid their settlements to feed her insatiable hunger. Altho she would attack indiscriminately goblins, humans, elves and dwarves, she had a peculiar taste for goblin flesh – attacking mostly Osmite settlements as well as those of the kingdom of Spongkunane, another eastern goblin kingdom that we had no contact with yet.
Her last attack, as far as the story goes, happend in 124 in the Spongkunane pit of Smatspoosta, far in the north east.
Aca had two daughters from two different mates. One of them, Usle Glittoerstool the Gray Jewel, having been slain in a spectacular fashion in Thomocemir, in year 135
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Poor Usle died after having been knocked unconcious by a mysterious kid
Unlike her less successful mate however, Aca was widely feared by those she encountered, and have been given a semi-godlike religious status – Aca was seen as a symbol for Light, lightning, thunder, strengh, minerals and longevity
It is unknown why such a creature came to Kimaeslo Ori – but here she was, in the 17 of February, snooping around the bridge. Because she was spotted so early, the militia could start deploying right away, and the vagrants could flee safely.
But for the guard dogs, posted at the entrance of the bridge to stop small threats such as werebeasts from entering the town, it was another story.
When they spotted the massive one-eyed mass of flesh, the pack howled and jumped on her. Aca was not at her first raid – she was a four hundred years old monsters with centuries of brawls, an dstarted to wail on the poor canines.
Under the command ot Totten, Histamine and Toki, the militia crossed the bridge as soon as they could. When they finally reached the monster, two third of the pack have already been destroyed. The militia, however, was highly trained and well armed.
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Soon enough, the cyclop was surrounded by the small army, her tendons severed and her body peppered with bolts.
Totten is credited with the kill.
The armor slayers
Lastly, a word about the dwarven iron bought last season to the Nishtiz merchants. Due to the extreme value of the material, it was decided that only Kaos would be allowed to work on it. Due to the reputation of the material to easily pierce armor, it was theorized that swords would be the best weapon to fit the material – combining the propensity of the weapon to lop off limbs to the propensity of the material to go through armor.
Kaos went to work during the whole season. He was a redsmith by profession, and working iron was a quite different process than working bronze – he couldn't mold his swords, and had to flatten the bar under heat.
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A bit weary of the process at first, Kaos grew in confidence with each hammer strikes. The results were extremely satisfying.
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Two exceptional blades and one finely crafted – those blades are valued over most artefacts coming from Mong Kima. They were truely wonderful blades – almost a shames to have to use them.
Let us hope the trade with Nishtiz continues ; the value it creates is absolutely unprecedented. It may very well be the key of the war in the near future.
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Post by: Superdorf on May 31, 2021, 09:46:00 pm
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steel long sword
yesss.
Post by: Splint on May 31, 2021, 11:05:10 pm
Here's hoping those swords provide a solid showing in the future.
Post by: Cathar on July 02, 2021, 06:08:15 pm
It was hard to believe that the massacre of Tetzobsha was ten years ago already. Those events, themselves the result of years of rivalry and mutual provocations, changed in a few hours of battle the whole geopolitical landscape of the western shore – leading to the military intervention of Thomocemir and the slaying of Pilalene's forces and royal family.
Pilalene paid a hefty price ; his defense force were crippled, its royal family slain, and its beast army it used to defeat Tetzobsha was ambushed and destroyed by the militias of Desor Uzol.
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But those events also cost dearly to Mong Kima. They lost their footing in the west, its second best army, one solid trade center and the totality of Tetzobsha's population – asit was told, there were no survivor.
As it was told... Oko knew it wasn't the whole story. He knew because he was there.
He was a very old militian at the time – 70 years of age. Tetzobsha had a very primitive industrial and agricultural sector and without any trade skill of his own, working in the army was the only way he could earn his bread.
When Pilalene's beast attack hit Tetzobsha, Oko was among the defenders. He fought back the waves of leopards alongside Commander Stipoth and his men, and tried to hold the primitive wooden walls of the fort - he personally slew three of the beasts.
But when he saw the situation turning ugly, he ran to his wife at the first occasion, and fled from the for fort through a hidden passage. He doesn't know if anyone else survived – but at least he did.
His second son, Gatshi and his youngest child, Guki, died on the wall to cover his retreat, as the couple sank into the night and disapeared from the records.
That was ten years ago, already.
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Oko was an old man – having turned 80 the 9 of July 151. Having been extremely active with his wife, he had children, grand children, great grandchildren all over the kingdom – and his first great-great grandchildren were soon in age to marry.
As his second daughter, Luthi, died defending Kimaeslo Ori against Osmite forces, he thought that the bridgetown would be a good background scene to spend his last years on Minbazkar.
Alongside his wife and eighteen other travellers, he decided to walk to the bridgetown, and arrived the 13 of April.
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A couple day later, the 25 of April, the elves of Iferifiyopi came back to the bridgetown. They were led by a merchant by the name of Bilalo.
Commerce with the elves always have been made at a deficit for the kingdom of Pearls, but this season was especially poor. The elves usually bring two kind of goods that would be of any value to the bridgetown : beasts and fuel. Beasts because of their affinity with nature, elves are able to domesticate more dangerous kind of animals than humans are – and pearlites have been looking into making beast armies of their own for a long time. As for fuel, as elves claim their wood is grown non-destructively, nobody minds it to be turned into charcoal and fueling the war industry.
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This year, however, Bilalo bring no fuel and only a couple beasts, most of them of no interest. Of them, only a male jaguar, fit to start a pack with the female they sold a couple years earlier and in lieue of most-needed fuel, mostly low quality wooden craftgoods.
Not only that – but soon after their arrival, rain started pouring over the bridgetown. The elves – supposedly used to inclement weather, started to complain about the pearlite lack of hospitality.
Sending them back home was not an option – trade was the garantee of peace between Mong Kima and Iferifiyopi, and with the disaster of Kostupu still in people's recent memory, nobody wanted to risk another elven war.
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In haste, a flat, decorated roof was built above the marketplace, protecting the traders from the weather. The male jaguar was bought, and immediately taken to Figaro so his training could begin, then let to rest with the female so the next generation of goblin-eating felines could be bred.
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The rest of the products exchanged – low quality utility wooden craftgoods – chests, bins, barrels, mugs and the like – against bone artisan craftgoods – crowns, amulets, rings and the like. Because of the massive differential of value between the low quality wooden tools and the mastercrafted bone jewlery, the Thaguk Alnos had to give off the difference to the elves.
A bit of loss in value, acceptable considered that it was the price of peace, and that Kimaeslo Ori's wealth was converted from animal remains in the first place.
When the elves left, they were in good spirits and promised to come back next year.... Histamine, still responsible for the market of the village, hope they would carry better trade good.
Next in line would be the guildsmen, sometime in summer. Summer's market 151 had been cancelled and the guild was in bad terms with the Thaguk Alnos – no doubt they will come back with their hand outstreatched for donations.
That is, unfortunately, the price of diplomacy.
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After a few years of training and teaching, Ipan's skill with a spear were now widely recognized throughout the kingdom. He was already skilled when he arrived, but at this point, after honing his skills for many years in a dedicated facility, he has become a proper master. In the very long run, he might be given his own squad, so Totten's squad can specialize in mace art, but for now, he is content providing guidance to recruits on general combat, and the use of various part of their gear – shield, and armor pieces.
As he was becoming a master in his trade, his wife, Ador, was becoming a master in her own right – as a mster miuner and stone cutter. She mostly worked in making stone bricks for the bridge palace – the main project of the town – but during her free time, she also managed to carve herself and her husband an actual three room house in the caverns, not far from the dolomite garden.
(https://i.imgur.com/xazC1NU.png)
Life was smooth for Ipan. He was a high profile man, living in a high profile house, in with a high profile wife. The only two problems in his life were a small difficulty to adapt in his new underground house, and his social advancement, still too slow for his taste.
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“What's frustrating, he said to Ador, is that we have almost everything we need to grow the army : volonteers galore, metal everywhere, excellent trainers and good redsmith to make their equipment”
Almost – as fuel was now severely lacking. Impossible to forge more gear without fuel, impossible to train more soldier without gear, impossible to promote poor Ipan without soldiers !
And fuel itself was getting scarce. At this point, Pearlites relied entierely on charcoal, from exploiting the forest, or from trading with elves. But now – elves came without wood logs, and the forest – it was completely exploited in the east, and extremely dangerous to the west of the interior sea, full of vagrant, elves and monsters – the lumberjacks would not come close it it.
“Worry not !” Ador smiled. “We'll find a solution”
By working in the caves to extract microline, she noticed that large mushroom were growing in the wet parts of the underground cavern – and she theorized that those giant myconids could be converted to charcoal. Those mushroom could not be accessed due to the rushing waters, but surely they could be domestically grown in the upper levels.
“I believe those mushrooms will grow on wet soil, given enough room.” she theorized.”We just need to carve a mushroom farm in the mines”
And so they did – they dug up a twelve meter deep vertical hole over muddy soil, and then crossed their fingers that their plan would succeed.
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Worst case scenario, theytd' be left with a bit of dolomite stone to build the bridge with. Best scenario, they can start growing their own charcoal soon.
We can only hope.
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Post by: TheFlame52 on July 02, 2021, 09:39:38 pm
These humans are starting to turn into tall dwarves.
Post by: MadMonkey on July 04, 2021, 12:44:20 am
Post by: Sir Knight on July 05, 2021, 07:42:30 am
Also, what is the vaguely-terrifying beastie in the water on the top right of the final map? (I think I've asked this question before.)
Also also, I enjoy these updates as ever.
Post by: Cathar on July 05, 2021, 07:52:59 am
Oh and on the top right, it's a raven. It's just a birb nothing to worry about.
Also no, Luki and Oko are unrelated, Luthi was another girl altogether (sorry!). Luki died in another, earlier battle.
Post by: Lovechild on July 10, 2021, 02:17:16 am
I'd love to have a human, maybe someone working in the underground. Named Arko, male or female is fine.
Post by: HakuryuVision on July 11, 2021, 04:07:01 pm
Not sure if i remember correctly, but i think growing an underground tree-farm and cutting them still angers elves, even if they are mushroom trees.
...You might want to station some watchdogs incase any unwelcome ambushing tree-lovers appear. *cough* stupid elves *cough*
Post by: Cathar on August 04, 2021, 05:41:51 am
Summer 152
Ralin comes back home and other military shenaningans
Medical worker by profession, Ralin had settled in Kimaeslo Ori in autumn 149, alongside her six friends, to practice her craft – mend broken bones and heal injuries. However, due to the importance of her position and the dangerousness of the post-Aconilun bridgetown, it was decided that, before she would become the head dtoctor, she would have to go through rigorous martial training.
In summer 152, Totten – who was supervizing her progress – decided that her training was now enough to insure her safety and released her from service.
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Ralin returned to the building that would, from then on, be her home. The small hospital was equipped with two beds, a table for operations and a traction bench to set fractures. Thread and bandages were kept clean in a small wooden chest. On the floor above, all the amenities for a comfortable life – a small office and a little bedroom with a double-sized bed.
The house was dirty – dust and spider web settled in that place nobody lived on for a long time – but all the equipment was kept in good condition. It would take some time to clean everthing, but Ralin felt she would enjoy living here.
Totten, of course, had an idea on the back of her head. Releasing Ralin from service was a bit more than leaving an old friend to rejoin her profession of choice – she wanted to grow the militia to eventually expend the regional influence of the Thaguk Alnos, and Ralin would have been a hindrance to her project.
Now in summer 152, with the news of the trade with most major powers in the area – the merchant guild of the kingdom of pearls, the elves of the kingdom of Iferifiyopi and the dwarves of Nishtiz, Kimaeslo Ori was growing by the season.
What was but a small vagrant group in a deserted city, less than three years ago, was now a sprawling village of almost one hundred souls.
Totten knew the story of the Aconilun until its gruesome end. She knew that the town couldn't keep growing and remain outside of the war against Osme. Soon or late, the legions of the demon king Lomoth would take notice. Totten needed to prepare solid defenses for the town, that was a given, but she wanted to do more than that : she wanted to get proactive.
There was a couple of targets outside of the town that she would need to attack in short order. First, there was a vagrant camp on the east who have been harassing the central settlement for decades. Second, the abandonned town of Vucartogum had been invested by bandits and goblins – and could be retaken without antagonizing the regional powers.
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The dwarven fort of Vucartogum would make an excellent forward post once taken
And third, the free city of Edetledir had drifted off the autority of the kingdom in year 130, and could be freely subjugated.
A new migrant wave decided her : she would hire more fighters, order more armor sets, field more squads. Soon, after a week-long drafting campaign, he squad was back at full capacity. Uzu's peacekeeping squad was also filled.
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Histamine's crossbow squad has been upgraded to six members and Toki's axe squad to four.
At this rate, she thought, offensives could begin as early as 153.
The mine collapses
As the military planning and plotting was happening on the surface, stone extraction was still being pursued underground. Since spring, an attempt to repurpose the andonned underground quarry into an underground giant mushroom farm has been undertaken. Ipan's wife, Ador, an experienced miner at this point, was chosen to conduct the experiment.
At this point, the experiment has been started for three to four mounths and the ground started to spawn fast-growing mushrooms. For a time, it appeared that the project was taking a good shape : if the mine could start producing wood after having been exhausted out of stone it would help the town a great deal.
It is unknown if it is due to the overexploitation of the mine or the giant mushroom rhysoms weakening the structure of the farm, but in July 18, part of the structure collapsed, sending tremors all over the village. Some vagrants residinghome in the tunnels, emerged to seek help – two of their friends were slightly hurt, and Ador, who was working on the farm, have been burried alive.
A team was quickly assembled to try and retrieve the poor woman.
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They found her body quickly – she had received a load of stone on the head and have died of the first trauma. At least, she died without suffering – meager consolation for Ipan, her now widower. She was unearthed – then burried properly soon after.
Her death was not only a personal tragedy for her husband and her friends, but also for the village : she was the most experienced miner and stonemason, and replacing her would be difficult.
A survey was organized among the members of the Thaguk Alnos to find a suitable replacement – and the second best in line turned up to be a young man by the name of Arkos. Until now, he had been a daily worker, doing menial jobs here an dhere, without settling into any specialty. His young wife, with no peculiar skill of her own, had recently brought into the militia – it was her who pointed her husband to the administration.
He had a bit of experience carving stone bricks – as such and after a rapid consideration from the town's nobility, he was awarded Ador's trade – so the bridge would not run out of building material.
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Spoiler: Arkos (click to show/hide)
The death of Ador would not end the construction of the bridgetown.
Summer market
When she was not busy cleaning her new home or tending to the bruises of the population of the village, Ralin spent her free time socializing at the tavern or lending a hand at the bridge development project. As she had still idle time on her schedule, she decided to pick up a side trade. The goat killed by Lesno last year – now stripped of her flesh – was left in the garbage pîle outside of the walls, she decided to dismantle her body and carved craft goods out of her horns and hooves.
Ralin, turned out, had a talent for that specific trade – probably had she been taught earlier in her life, or picked bonecrafting as a hobby before joining the militia. In any event : soon after she pick tivory working as a hobby, her masterworks joined those of Lady Desli and master weaver Leto. Crowns made of goat horns and bracelets carved into hooves, all of masterful quality, soon joined the collection of cloth and bonecraft destined for export.
When the market day finally arrived, the guildsmen came with assorted sets of metal ingots, cattle and domesticated dogs. Because of the misunderstanding which cancelled the summer market last year, the guildsmen were particularly courted by the townfolks. Their goods were bought at a premium, gifts were generously given, and a week of free time was given to the militia, so the soldiers could partake in the party.
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This time, the guildsmen left happy – and the Thaguk Alnos got a load of bronze and iron out of the trade. Even if the trade with Nishtiz was extremely profitable and brought dwarven iron to the kingdom, it was on far too small a quantity to be able to ignore Mong Kima's metals.
This year's trade was alright – new armors and high quality weapons will be made out of it – but most importantly, the rapport with the guild appeared to be mended. Lady Desli and her administration knew full well that no matter their rising military might,they would not be able to expend their sphere of influence without the trust of the central government.
And in the case of Mong Kima, such trust was acquired and maintained mostly through the guild.
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Post by: Sir Knight on August 05, 2021, 03:16:48 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 31, 2021, 09:17:34 pm
But now I miss my little people and I want to spend a few in game years with them before I move on to more serious project. So maybe a couple more updates coming soon.
Thanks to everyone taking the time of reading my prose.
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Fall 152
The death of Alala
Summer came to an end, and the trees turned to red as temperatures started to fall in early september. In most pearlite villages, autumn and winter were peaceful, tranquil times : the nights becoming longer, travelling would become impractical – darkness was still rumored to kill lone travellers. Work of the crops was lighter, and the rising cold would tend to bring the clans together in the meadhalls.
For Kimaeslo Ori however, autumn was the occasion of redoubling the efforts – the dwarves of the kingdom of Nishtiz would come visit the settlement soon, hopefully bringing with them bars of their magical iron. Everything had to be ready for their arrival : merchanises should be prepared and presented ; roads needed to be cleaned. Meals needed to be prepared and alcohol stockpiled in the tavern. Nishtiz merchants had to be received like royalty – the dwarven metal they were bringing was worth this much – worth its weight in gold, its trade would made the bridgetown shine in the whole kingdom – and possibly in the whole human world. The swords made of that mythical iron had not be battle tested yet, but were deemed to be leagues above their traditional iron or bronze equivalent in terms of durability and sharpness. Swords like this, made of an iron like that would be what will tip the war in the favor of Mong Kima.
The renewed activity, however, caused a substential stress to the elven population. Already irritated by the hardships of life as vagrants in the outskirts of a human settlement, and by the constant workings of the wood furnaces, churning in wood from the neighbouring forest, Alala, an elven looter finally lost his marbles. He walked straight toward the garisson, fist clenched, determined to beat up the first person he would encounter.
And that first person was a man named Om Gulgudrimtil, Spearmaster, one of the best men of Ipan.
Om was taken by surprize, but reacted quickly. Turning around to face his attacker. To his demerit, he did not try to subdue or to scare off his attacker and spear in hand, escalated directly to lethal force. He plunged his iron spear in the belly of the elf, then hit him a couple times with his hands and feet.
The rest of the militia arrived shortly after, called in by the commotion. Commander Totten, first on the scene, joined the fight immediately and wacked the skull of the poor elf with a strike of her decorated silver mace.
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Alala was thrown on the ground by the power of the strike. Om stepped over his body and jammed his spear in the poor creature's throat. The stab sectionned the neck completely, sending the head rolling a couple feet.
« There has to be a better way » Tought Ralin, witnessing the gruesome execution.
The princeling arrives
Three days later, a small caravan of the kingdom arrived from the east. It was some eight travellers, whose leader was a very young man of noble blood.
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It was princeling Sothro of Thomocemir, second child of Prince Ryukan. Only thirteen years old, Sothro was barely out of childhood, but decided to leave the family fold as soon as he could. The reason – he wanted to become someone important, and to be the second in-line for the succession of his father, after his sister Ini, did not satisfy for the slightest.
Even tho Sothro was raised well by his father to be a model of pearlite virtues, chiefly among which were temperence and humility, Sothro had dreams of glory and self-importance. He knew he had to deserve the story he had written for himself and could not rely on solely his famous upbringing, but he was ready to provide the necessary efforts when he passed the stone portal of Kimaeslo Ori.
A few days to get settled, and he was signed in the militia, to learn invaluable surviving skills while his little suite was given temporary beds and civilian occupation.
Sothro and his companions did not come without a plan however : a few days later, they petitionned Lady Desli for the establishment of a new guild – aimed at promoting and developping craft-related professions. The guild would be called Vispolsekur « Craftmen's edge » (lit – The Sabre of Creating) and would be officialized two months later.
Month off for the warriors
As additional arms were needed to transport trade goods in and out of the marketplace, the militia was laid off for the month of october. The arrival of the Nishtiz wagon was, like it was last year, the opportunity for a great feast. People made merry, the tavern was full everyday. Poems and songs were sang, and the elders told the younger generations about the great rules of old around quinoa and spelt beers.
Histamine and her traders negociated every single scrap of metal they could from the dwarves – they managed to trade multiple anvils of dwarven steel and an important mass of tin.
Bronze was still the metal of war – even for the soldiers of Kimaeslo Ori. Dwarven iron was undoubtly the best metal to craft weapons, but it was so hard to acquire that it would have to be – at least for a time – reserved for a select few elite weapons. Most weapons and armor pieces would have to be made of copper and bronze, metals that allowed Thomocemir to repel Osme for more than two decades now.
Battle testing gear
The party subsided as Nishtiz merchants left the bridgetown. They were satisfied – pearlites had not only brought their wares at a high price, but also gave them a lot of trade goods to insure the continuity of their trades for the years to come. As october came to a close and winter was beggining to make itself felt, life slowed down in the settlement.
The last deadline of the year had been met, so the village could now handle its daily tasks at a more relaxed, leisurely pace. Trade goods would still have to be produced, but the next market would only occur in spring. There was still a couple chores to be done – the building that would be given to the Vispolsekur guild had still a story under construction and was still lacking a couple windows and the bridge would still have to be continued, including its palace who needed a lot of work still, but those were not urgent tasks.
The night of the 9 november, vagrants came to report monster sightings in the forest, and as a measure of precaution, a team of soldiers was sent tto investigate.
Among those soldiers was a swordswoman by the name of Sas.
Sas came from a very prestigious warrior bloodline. Her father was lord Ulet of Lemhuhqihu, famous mercenary lord, and her older brother was captain Thratnu of Thomocemir, who trained a whole generation of legendary fighters. This is because of the prestige of her family that she was bestowed one of the first dwarven iron sword – blades of extremely high value.
At this point, neither the sword nor its owner had been tested.
She was stationned a bit before her crew near the forest edge – when she saw a shadow moving swiftly toward the bridge, she decided it was a good time to test them both. Whatever creature it was, she would have to fight and defeat on her own.
Sazs reeled in horror when she discovered her foe was a werebeast – Bax Ngasmasong – one of the spawns from late Lord Cado, that we met earlier in our story. Were-monitor lizard with orange scales such as those who terrorized the subcontinent for decades.
Bax, human from the southern continent, had survived one of Cado's rempages, the 22 of may 118, only to wake up far from society, with an unsatiable hunger and afflicted by the curse of Pasmug.
Since last year, Bax has been roaming around Kimaeslo Ori. Last winter, he even snagged off and eaten an elven vagrant.
Sas jumped on the creature, striking at the arm with her shining blade. For a moment, she felt as if she missed – the blade had gone through the creature's arm without slowing. Only when she realized that her foe was missing an arm and the ground was bright red under the moonlight, she understood what happened. Surprized by the degree of sharpness of her own sword, she redirected her blade swiftly and this time, hit the creature at the abdomen.
The abdomen offered no more resistance than the arm and this time, the whole upper body of the creature detached itself in an explosion of gore.
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The legends might be true, Sas thought. The dwarven iron might very well be a miracle metal and the key to the war – and Bax, the weremonitor lizard, shall trouble the kingdom of pearls no more.
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Post by: Splint on December 31, 2021, 09:50:36 pm
Still really happy that tweak to the entity worked, that coulda been so much worse with an iron or bronze blade.
Post by: Superdorf on December 31, 2021, 11:24:31 pm
The abdomen offered no more resistance than the arm and this time, the whole upper body of the creature detached itself in an explosion of gore.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deona6v-a430d004-45c8-4155-932a-3addcfac5430.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGVvbmE2di1hNDMwZDAwNC00NWM4LTQxNTUtOTMyYS0zYWRkY2ZhYzU0MzAucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.xTy_RdNwHkWuL4-v8RvnbAh51jvVPh6-X7jINQ2mEpE)
MAKE THAT DWARF-METAL SING, LADY
The Pearlites have been struggling along with lesser equipment for so long now—you show the impact of the upgrade beautifully. What's the combat log look like?
Very happy to see Mong Kima rolling again :)
Post by: Cathar on January 01, 2022, 09:20:25 am
Spoiler: Let's call it a draw (click to show/hide)
Exceptional steel swords are extremely effective against unarmored opponents it seem. I really can't wait to have a real military test for them. With the expention of the military especially, I hope we can start expanding soon.
Post by: TheFlame52 on January 01, 2022, 07:25:44 pm
Post by: Superdorf on January 02, 2022, 02:04:39 pm
The combat log looks like a monty python sketchSpoiler: Let's call it a draw (click to show/hide)
Ahaha, beautiful. Neat to see which bits you streamline for smoother narrative, too.
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 05, 2022, 09:18:58 pm
Even after all this time, i'm still really invested in the fate of the pearlites.
I hope the dwarven 'magic metal' will tip the scales in their favor!
The combat log looks like a monty python sketchSpoiler: Let's call it a draw (click to show/hide)
Everything about this is perfect.
Especially the part about the trousers.
Post by: Sir Knight on January 05, 2022, 11:52:08 pm
This will not be the first time this thread is necroed...This time I took a big, big hiatus to refine my craft.
But now I miss my little people and I want to spend a few in game years with them before I move on to more serious project. So maybe a couple more updates coming soon.
Thanks to everyone taking the time of reading my prose.
Cool! Thank you for further illustration of this fun stuff. And if you're going to tackle something different in the future, I'd be glad to see it, too.
Post by: Darkening Kaos on January 06, 2022, 02:52:02 am
Pictures are awesome as well.
Post by: Cathar on January 09, 2022, 06:04:11 pm
Good to see you back! : )
Even after all this time, i'm still really invested in the fate of the pearlites.
I hope the dwarven 'magic metal' will tip the scales in their favor!
I never really left lol, work is taking its toll on my health and on my free time, and I have discovered For Honor, which is another game I want to become good at. Oh and also, I wanted to refine my art. So after training in artistic mont Wu Dang I'm back with a vengence and better visuals hopefully.
Cool! Thank you for further illustration of this fun stuff. And if you're going to tackle something different in the future, I'd be glad to see it, too.
I have been working on Kaihou No Tabi, a little fancomic of For Honor, but this is a project that has no comparison with MK in terms of scales. MK is an illustrated in-depth observation, anthrpological and historical of a simulated kingdom over the span of 27 years. KnT is just me faffing about. But if you want, here goes :
Spoiler: Download (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Read online (click to show/hide)
Very nice word-crafting, Cathar, keep us up to date with the goings-on of our favourite wanderers.
Pictures are awesome as well.
I'm just glad to see updates :)
Ahaha, beautiful. Neat to see which bits you streamline for smoother narrative, too.
Thank you :)
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Winter 152
Three years have pass since the Thaguk Alnos first came to the destroyed town of Kimaeslo Ori and started rebuilding it... but to the members of the initial group, it felt so much longer. So many thing happened already – the migrations, the trade for steel, the fight against cyclops and were-lizards. With the immigration and the families bearing children, there were almost one hundred human souls affiliated to the Thaguk Alnos – this is without counting the vagrants, both elven and human, who were living in the forest or down in the tunnels. Three years – this is what it took for the ruins left over by the armies of Osme to become an lively village again.
Feeding on the ashes of the trees of the burnt forest, the new sprouts were growing fast – hopefully, at term the woods will be lusher than before.
Osme clashed lightly with Thomocemir and the dwarven kingdom of Lålrigoth in the south, to no avail – a goblin warlord by the name of Astruk Aluicev attacked Thomocemir with a small squad – routed easily, she then redirected her attack toward the dwarven city of Thabostlor where her troop was completely anihilated.
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Waka-waka, an old gorlak, fiercely devoted to the kingdom of Lålrigoth, participated to every defense of his town of Thabostlor, including this one
This is the content of the politics of the later months.
Of course, Osmite warlords were probably readying more serious troops and no doubt the storm will come after the calm – but for now, the world was at peace.
The visit
For once in a long while, pearlites were not running to meet a deadline or to solve an urgent issue. Food was plentiful, the tavern's shelves were stacked with alcohol and the morning light rose over an uniform blancket of white.
Near uniform, in fact, as the heat of the poorly insulated forge kept it off of the main place. So soon after dawn, only the hammer strikes and the intemittant cries of the farm animals in the distance were breaking the silence. It would take a couple more hours before the streets fill with the bridgetown citizen and the local soudscape with ambiant chatter.
A couple knocks responded to the hammer strikes, and the heavy door opened. Kaos was still finishing to hammer the edge of a dwarven iron blade – he quenched it in water in a cloud of vapor. He looked at the edge with a bit of disapointment – it was not as sharp as the first models he forged. He would have another chance – he could not strike the thunder every time. Besides, the weapon was not only still usable, but still way better than traditional iron blades anyway.
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“Are you the master smith Kaos?” asked a voice behind him.
“Yes and no” he answered. “This is my forge, but I am very far from being a master”
He marked a short pause, putting the blade on his anvil before turning to his visitor. A red haired teenager he've seen once or twice. He arrived – Kaos thought – a couple months ago, and was described as vaguely important.
“I come to collect the weapons for Captain Toki's squad” the kid said. “There should be a couple axes and some armor pieces for us.”
Indeed, Kaos had forged what he was asked to forge. - axes with heads of metals he could find, some iron, some bronze. A couple heads were made of copper as tin was sparse – those would have to be replaced whenever possible.
He put that gear in a rope reed bag and handed it to the kid. It was heavy and cumbersome – for a moment, Kaos doubted that his young guest could carry it alone.
“I'm fine, don't worry” the kid said, while nonetheless putting the bag carefully on the ground. “But I wanted to ask ; do you intend to make axe head in dwarven iron ?”
Kaos shook his head. For one, he said, it was not up to him. With the rarity and the price of this metal, he was of course not owning any of it – the raw material and the resulting blades belonged to the community.
“The officers don't believe it's worth to make axeheads out of dwarven metal” he continued. “Since the swords can lop off limbs with ease – and can pierce through Osmite mail without difficulty – there's no ned for more top heavy weapons.”
He noticed the disapointed look on the kid's face. Of course, he thought, the kid is in Toki's squad, which is an axe squad.
“But don't worry” he insisted. “You'll have excellent axe-heads. The best axe heads in the kingdom – they'll go through helmets and skulls. No need to use dwarven alloys for that.”
The kid smiled, picked up the bag with great effort then left the forge.
Tirelessly the bridge grows
Because the winter months were so calm, the Thaguk Alnos took the opportunity to work on the bridge. Two projects were calling for advancements especially :
First, the Vispolsekur guild building needed a couple more stories, glass windows, furnitures and decorations to make it fitting for craftmen's gatherings. This was a rather simple building made in white bricks, easily acquired from the higher levels of the mine.
Second : the new water palace – a new residence for the noble family, which will allow Lady Desli to move from her house in the administrative center. Not only it to liberate some space to gather the robe nobility in one place, but also provide a more fitting place to live to the lady of an increasingly rich trading town. It is a less urgent, more long-term project – but as the palace needed to look extravagant and luxurious as part of its very function, it needed a score of exotic ressources, chief among wich was a blue, shiny decorative stone – microline – found in the deepeer levels of the mine.
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Years ago, extracting microline was a dangerous process – the underground was unknown, and the old gods, sleeping in the deep caverns, would suddently wake up and crawl their way up – part of the mine would collapse, flooding entire levels with salt water.
When the same veins of stone were exploited again, in winter 152 however, no incident was recorded.
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Large rooms were carved in the deep granit layer – where most of the microline was found. This mining enterprise created a lot of byproducts – large swabs of granit for one, that may be used in making strong fortifications, but also wide, empty underground rooms.
Surely, we don't want people to sleep here – we're not troglodytes – but maybe at terms, we can make a small temple dedicated to the gods of the deep ?
The state of the army
Because so little happened during the three months of winter, maye a word on the state of the army. Having been in a state of constant hires, the army of Kimaeslo Ori was now counting fourty human souls : almost half of the population of the village was under arms – and weapons were produced at fast speed by Kaos and his assisting furnace operators.
Also Desli and Totten were not communicating very much on their strategy, it was becoming increasingly clear that the constitution of a very powerful force was not meant to defend the bridge only – far too much expenses were made into the production of this fighting force to simply use it to ward off marauding werebeasts and other night creatures. The town was waiting anxiously the moment it would be announced Kimaeslo Ori would march on their neighbouring ennemies – the independant towns of Edetledir and Vucartogum.
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The old barrack is starting to feel cramped
Beast units were also be readied to complement that already powerful strike force of 40 armored fighters. The guard dogs, whose pack had suffer substential losses since the attack of the cyclop Aca « Fighting Mountain » Rightlilacs last winter, were bred and their puppies have now become adult. Figaro trained most of them. At least until larger beats could be tamed and bred, they would be a great addition to the regular units.
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Winter 152 was probably one of the most peaceful season Minbazkar has ever know, and it allowed for a lot of architectural and organizational advancements. The people of the Thaguk Alnos would pray the gods for it to continue – without much hope for their prayers to be answered.
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Post by: Splint on January 10, 2022, 03:29:48 am
Word of warning, sending out offensive expeditions or recovery jobs is a little buggy, so don't send the Militia Commander's squad in case a mission breaks.
If it weren't for the danger and lack of bodies, I'd think a dedicated cave watch and silkworker's place would be in order so the dwarf traders could be on the receiving end of some finery for sale not typical of human towns. But the sane part of me just automatically assumes the first attempt at large scale silk harvests would end in like a half a dozen weavers getting eaten by giant spiders or something equally awful.
Post by: Cathar on January 10, 2022, 09:32:13 am
Right now the main dangers in the underground is...water based. And stone based too. It forced me to use burrows to restrict the access to unsafe part, but we havent had a casualty since summer (and casualties remain extremely rare now). Monster population seem to leave us alone for now.
What I want to do is to expand when we can, which means some of our squads will probably attack, capture and defend the abandonned towns to the east (Edetledir we have a solid claim on it since it was a pearlite town, and Vucartogum is abandonned and ruled over by goblin bandits nobody will miss).
It should not be a big deal once we have complete or semi complete equipment, but it also means we will have to send squads away permanently, so in any case I'm not sending the two unique squads (commander and hearthcaptain's).
Post by: Splint on January 10, 2022, 09:58:37 am
I only mentioned it cause I was thinking giant cave spider silk is more valuable than most fabrics, ergo high quality giant spider silk means more expensive stuff is brought by traders (in the case of dwarves, potentially more steel things to recycle.) Course it's just as likely they bring something else with a bunch of expensive decorations on some wooden junk nobody would even want.
Could dig out a dorm for new arrivals intended for deployment maybe (or reuse some of the leftover space in the microcline mines.) Latter one'd probably look a bit ghoulish in-universe, but it seems like space is starting to get tight topside around the main town. But, I'd wager it'd still better than sleeping out in the rain or above a noisy tavern after training all day.
Post by: Darkening Kaos on January 13, 2022, 01:42:52 am
Keep up the engaging chronicle, Cathar.
Post by: Cathar on January 25, 2022, 05:01:50 pm
Spring 153
An evening in the tavern
It was a calm evening of march in Kimaeslo Ori. The Candies of Jade – the local tavern was full of villagers, coming to drink and relax from the working day – a day like any other in the calm routine the bridgetown had fall into.
« Hear men hear me » a man was requesting the right to speak. It was Reloth Ralindencoth, a farmer of the village. Reloth have been trained as a bowyer, but due to the ever increasing price of wood and the local arms market being completely monopolized by the metalsmiths, he had to find another trade. He was now a farmer, member of the local guild and now experienced at working the soil.
When the chatter stopped around him, he declamed :
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« Oled desli kostru,
Lubbe alle birod »
Roughly translated, that poem would mean « My friend, silkiness means little : we are only as good as our leather is thick »
Spoiler: A note about the Mother of Luxuries (click to show/hide)
« A learned man ! » exclamed Ontla, a patron of the inn, leatherworker by trade, recognizing the poem as an exemple of the Mother of Luxuries, a pearlite poetic form. « Word, word » exclaimed another, emphatically approving the message of placid resilience, dear to pearlite citizen. The other patrons applauded politely and the chatter resumed.
Spoiler: A mixed reception (click to show/hide)
« Speaking about Birod.... » Ontla approached the impromptu poet – both men were friends and would often drink together. Birod was the last word of the poem – but also the name of a well-known knight of Thomocemir.
« Did you heard that ? Birod is leaving Thomocemir and coming here ! »
It was big news. Thomocemir's knights were pretty much the most skilled warriors of the known world, standing head and shoulders above other master-at-arms. Having one of them settling in Kimaeslo Ori was definitely a sign of the glowing up of the town.
A legenbdary sword instructor would also be a benediction for the militia, which would now learn from the very best.
« No only that, but Birod is also the son of the Trader's guild mistress, Uquur Dirlugisep » added Ontla. « Our fame and fortune is made, my friend ! »
The two men chatted a bit, and after a couple refill of their cups, Reloth wished his friend goodbye.
« I have to sleep early » he explained as he scrambled toward the door.
« I have an appointment with the Lady tomorrow ».
An appointment in the throne room
Reloth woke up with a headache, but relatively sober – he met Lady Desli near the market.
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With a headcount a bit over one hundred souls, the Lady of Kimaeslo Ori could afford to pass on protocol. From an outside perspective she was, in fact, undistinguishable from her subjects. Qshe would pass her days in the craftmen's hall, making craftgoods out of animal bones and horns, work the fields when comes the season and would at times spend the evening at the tavern with the other patrons.
Having an appointment with her was not difficult – one would just need to ask politely.
But however close she was of her subjects, she was still the person in charge – even without a fondness for decorum, the weight of her decisions alone carried some gravitas.
Desli and Reloth walked ti the bridge palace with a couple documents. It was a bit more than an administrative formality and there were papers to be stamped.
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The bridge palace, while under construction, had a couple functionnal rooms
Now the palace was still under construction, but the main room had been fully floored and furnished into a functionnal office. Altho it would still need a lot of work to be worthy of being a throne room, it would suffice for now. The two of them sit at the blue microline table in the center of the room and their faces close with a stern expression.
« I don't get it » Lady Desli started bile putting the paper on the table. « The town already sports a guildhall for farmers – and it's the tallest building in town so far ! What else could you want ? »
« We have a Farmer's guild » Reloth corrected. « It's a generic hall for the whole class. »
What he wanted instead – and it was the purpose of his appointment, was to create an additional, suppletive and specialized guild specifically for worker of the earth.
The farmer's halls may be big, but as it stands it was shared with a lot of other professions – shephards, spinning wheel workers, cheese makers and so on. The farmers whose job it was to work- by far the more numberous - the earthsimply did not have the space to run their meetings.
As to stress his point, he put his finger on the paper laying on the table – filled with crosses. It was supposed to be a petition, and it was filled with crosses as most of the farmers signing it were not litterates. However, Lady Desli know her subjects well enough to know that it was genuine.
« Fine » she said. « I'll give you a place – you'll have to amenage it yourself and I do not promise glamour. »
Reloth, who wasn't expecting any glamour at all for his band of field plowers, left the meeting very satisfied.
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Does it bite ?
A couple days later, the elven merchants of Iferifiyopi arrived in town for their yearly visit. Elves were always well received, less due to the quality of their merchandises but because the Thaguk Alnos wanted to be proactive in the promotion of peace.
Two squads were tasked to assist the village in moving goods to the marketplace : Histamine's crossbows and Totten's maces.
Histamine because negociating was her job, and Totten because her squad was now pretty much ready to deploy in a conflict and would not need to force drills anymore : now the soldiers would have to train on their own, and pursue normal civilian life until their strengh is needed.
This sudden influx of twenty pair of arms in the workforce allowed the market to be set very easily. Spring's market was always fast anyway – exchange a few trade goods, make a donation to the crown of Iferifiyopi, maybe buy some burning wood and animals – and the elves would be on their way.
This year, a peculiar best caught Histamine's attention.
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A towering woodland creature of muscle and fur, sitting peacefully next to its owner.
« Does it bites ? Histamine asked, pointing at the grizzly bear.
- Of course ! the merchant smiled. And it claws, and it mauls ! »
It was quickly bought and given to Figaro.
Other trades mostly included grown wooden furnitures, bns, barrels, chests – more to save local wood to use as a fuel than anything else. The merchants conducted their trades over the span of a few days under the stone roof covering the open market, then departed to their forests in the west.
Birod and friends
A few days after the elve's departure, a new group of traveller hit the town – a group of about a dozen people, maybe more, maybe less, coming from the east. They crossed the eastern entry arch at sundown. There, they ordered drinks and meals and gatherd in the inn basement to rest from their travels.
The basement was the inn's main gathering place – a room whose walls are lined with statues, meant for poetry and music.
When the word came to town that a new group of migrants had arrived – and in Kimaeslo Orin word goes very fast – villagers came to the taver to size them up.
Most of them were pretty unremarkable, small traders or day-workers, but one of them was standing out from the others.
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It was Birod « Infinite dream of light », knight of Thomocemir, hardly recognizable without his armor – when he was finally unmasked, people gathered around him.
Birod was a celebrity – only surviving child of Uquur and Thratnu, granbdchild of Lord Ulet of Lemhuqihu, swordmaster and war hero, with over sixty notches on his blade.
« I'm here to see my mother » he explained to the curious crowd assembling around him, and after pause looking at his wife, added « Maybe we'll settle here and start a family – we'll see. »
« You have to tell Usu ! » said a man in the crowd a bit too loudly. « He has been looking for a sword instructor for years now »
Usu... Asin's son ? Sure he has. Since he was a kid, he has been looking for a sword instructor. But Thomocemir's barracks were full and he could not find someone else willing to teach him – Usu has been looking everywhere for a teacher, and this had lead him to travel the world in company of shadowy figures - mercenaries and vagrants. He found a temporary instructor in Lord Ulet of Lemhuqihu who had a bit of fame - but for the most part, he was self taught.
« I'm tired of the war, and do not wish to be an instructor » said Birod. « But of course, I'll see Usu – tomorrow at sunbreak. I haven't seen him since we were kids – I wonder what he looks like now.»
Convenient monkey raid
The next morning at subreak, as Birod was to visit the barracks carved inside the hill, he would not find Uzu – Toki and his men alone were training. He asked around, to get situated.
« You are at the right place » Toki reassured him. « But Uzu and his swords are out to chase the monkeys »
The monkeys – yes. Kimaeslo had a monkey problem. Every now and then, these buggers would gather into small tribes and raid the outskirts of the town. Sometimes killing small dogs, sometimes attacking civilians, sometimes tryng to steal items or being a general nuisance.
When it happens, the militia is usually mobilized to chase them away, it's a good training and it gives them something to do. This time, Uzu volonteered his squad as he wanted to see those dwarven iron blade at work.
« They were last seen next to the boneyard, south of the town » Toki added. « You can go and check, or just wait for his return. Shouldn't be long. »
Birod thanked him, and elected to go and check. He picked an old copper sword on the rack – just in case – and walked to the boneyard.
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He met the swordsmen on their way back. « Too late ! » one of them said. « Uquur already slew them all. Got to get the butcher pick up the carcasses »
Uquur ? Of course, Birod knew that name. It was his mother, wasn't it ? He pressed on, and spotted the aging lady, next to the boneyard, her leather garment sprayed with blood. It was his mother alright.
As he was left alone with her, it is unknown what the both of them talked about.
A couple minutes later, villagers arrived to pick up the monkey corpses – they would be butchered, of course, rendered into meat, bones for the craft shop, leather for padding armors.
It was also decided that the fat, rendered into tallow, was meant to be made into soap. The formula for soap was widely known in Mong Kima, but rarely used at all – pearlites had often other priorities.
But as the town was developping, the villagers were starting to acquire a taste for luxury. Maybe they could build public baths – why would they not ?
There was still a lot of space for public buildings on the giant bridge under construction.
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Birod and his mother have been with us for a very, very long time. Almost from the start actually.
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Birod, on the left, is the only survivor among her kids. Ilpi, the second son, was killed during a werebeast attack (it's an old story) and Lum, the daughter, died in 136 while defending Thomocemir.
Needless to say I want Birod to succeed in making his family grow, especially he has, alongside his mother, a long history of defending Thomocemir and Mong Kima with his life.
It's time for him to wind down a little.
I have a lot of work on the crafting table. The bridge, the palace, the compacter, the new houses, and the military. Things will take time for sure, and I have the feeling that some of my population is not pulling its weight, mostly the traders. I'll whip them back to work, especially I need more arms at the quarry.
Hopefully things will speed up a bit.
Post by: HakuryuVision on January 25, 2022, 05:28:34 pm
Nice update!
I really like the slice-of-life feelings of your world, makes your story feel very alife!
The part with the poet is also a nice touch.
'Does it bite' ? Histamine asked, pointing at the grizzly bear.
-'Of course!' the merchant smiled. 'And it claws, and it mauls!'
It was quickly bought and given to Figaro.
I don't know which quote from you i like more;
this, or the one about the people of Kimaeslo Ori casually eating 'the flesh of the gods'. ;D
Post by: Cathar on January 25, 2022, 05:38:39 pm
I still want to conquer the region though.
Also thanks lol. Can't let those big carcasses rotting away if they are edible ! Will pray to living gods, will eat them once dead. Pearlites are to their gods what cats are to their owners.
Post by: Cathar on February 17, 2022, 05:52:23 am
The compactor
One of the benefits of being built next to an arm of sea water was, for Kimaeslo Ori, was the pleasent and constant weather all year round. The summer, especially, was particulary comfortable – mostly dry and warm, refreashed by the tides, gave every year an air of vacation to the town. It was no surprize that many neighbouring pearlites, from neighbouring villages or even from Thomocemir, decided to migrate to the bridgeown – even considering the lack of proper housing.
The development of the town and the adaptation of its infrastructure, and the geopolitical calm the region was currently experiencing made Kimaeslo Ori into a choice destination for summer – or so it would, would it not be a couple issues – the periodical invasion of rhesus macaques, the looters and vagrants living on the fringes of the town, and more specifically for tour story, the amount of trash littering the streets.
For its economy, Kimaeslo Ori took a page out of Thomocemir's book and based its market on the back of the textile industry. The border, warrior town of Thomocemir used that trick to fund its defensive campaigns – the merchant town of Kimaeslo Ori refined it into an art.
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With a steady production of rope reed, complemented with animal wool, furs, and underground spider silk, dyed with the juice of blue phosphorescent mushrooms, threaded, weaved and cut by expert craftmen, the gears and jewelery produced would not only have a high value, but would also – by wear – lose it over time.
Far from being a drawback, this decay allowed the production of new clothes – a non-food-related consumtion good, that could be used as a currency and as an engine for the economy.
The drawback of cloth used as a currency is the amount of clutter generated by old worn apparels – a notch on an expensive garment, and it would lose most of its value, and would end up discarded in the streets. Overtime, the streets of the village filled with old trousers and shirts – and that trash would accumulate without end. A solution needed to be found – trading old clothes to elves and dwarves was not possible, due to the difference in size, and the pearlites had enough consideration for their brothers outside of the village to not sell their old clothes to the traders guild.
A solution had to be found. It was theorized back in Thomocemir that a large mechanical contraption with presses and gravity operated gears could be used to crush tons of trash at the time. A device was even tried at the time, but with rudimentary scientific knowledge and crude mechanical expertise, those attempts failed.
Elder Dotep, who had some mechanical experience, had proposed another go to that device, some years ago – instead of being dug in the ground, the trash compactor would be build on the ground – taking the exterior apparence of a large stone pyramid – trash would be fed by an opening on its tip, then fall in a gear operated press, where they would be reduced into a very compact paste, and eventually rejected by another opening on its base – what would have to be cleaned every now and then. In summer 153, that device was finally built and could soon be tested. With a bit of luck, it would solve the problem of clutter in the street, and would assist the disposal of non-recyclable Osmite wargear.
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Mate and Jam, and matchmaking
Jamila was one of the seven founders of Thomocemir – she served successively as a hunter, a contact for the merchant guild, a scout officer, before being critically injured in the battle of 136 and had to step down in favor of Zefer, her apprentice at the time.
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After her crippling wound, that left her with only one functioning hand, she married a cook of Thomocemir, Mate, and their daughter Ithbi was born in 140, and lived a peaceful life in the bordertown.
Now in spring 153 Ithbi had become officially an adult, and immediately decided to marry to a slightly older girl by the name of Shato.
Wanting to give their daughter some space and to allow themseves to see more of the kingdom, the aging parents decided to settle in Kimaeslo Ori for a while.
Why not ? After all, it was very pleasant in this season.
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Mate was a renown cook and farmer, Jamila was a great archer and hunter. None of their skills was in high demand in Kimaeslo Ori, but no one doubted they would adapt easily – and it was always good to see familiar faces.
Their arrival nonetheless reminded the town of a the pearlite tradition of matchmaking – Mate and Jamila didn't met by chance, they were intrigued together by the town of Thomocemir. Some other marrieges were organized by the bordertown – it seemed a necessary conditions for couples to form in the first place.
The number of bachelors in Kimaeslo Ori was indeed too high – and not only that sorry state of affair was generating unhapiness among the population and was limiting the city growth, it was also costing the town deerly in very limiting ressources : space and housing.
It was time the Thaguk Alnos do something about it.
Spoiler: A OOC note about matchmaking (click to show/hide)
Now, in addition to all non-married named characters, Princeling Sothro, son of Ryukan, Usu, son of Asin and Lady Desli are people I consider marrying in autumn.
If you're dorfed and have an opinion on the marrital status of your character, by all mean make yourself heard.
Taming macaques
As per usual in end of spring and in summer, Kimaeslo Ori had a recurring problem of raiding macaques. In july, a group of them came from the south east and tried to reach the dumping grounds in order to snag an item or a piece of rotting meat.
Unlucky for them, this is where Uquur was roaming – as soon as she saw them approaching, she jumped on them and slew a couple of them. The rest of the group flew in terror. Some were slain by the guild mistress, some escaped by the skin of their fangs. Two of them fell into traps dug in the ground – a last one had the misfortune to run past a guard dog, tied nearby. The two animals fought for a couple instants, until the last macaque slipped in another trap.
Soon, the butcher came to the scene and picked up the corpses – they would get a fair share of meat for the meals, fat for the soap, and bones for the crafts. But most importantly, three macaques were caught alive – one male and two female. Enough to start a domestic heard. They were confied to Figaro and the other animal trainers of the village. Some modicum of domestication was somewhat atteined – the monkeys were rather smart.
They were tied to the abandonned barracks on the other side of the bridge, waiting for them to breed pups, easier to acclimate to human society.
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After that – who knows. Either their pups will be sold to the guild, or used in the various industries dpending on animal husbandry.
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The guild's annual visit
At this point, the visits of the guildsmen have become a well practiced routine : one or two squads would take soime weeks off to help set up the market, crafts would be moved in bulks from the craftmen's guild on the bridge to the market in front of the farmer's.
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The trade was similar every year : guildsmen would exchange fuel and metals – especially tin and iron – against locally produced craftgoods, mostly jewlery.
This trade was still important to the bridgetown, as it allowed the metalsmith to work on better metals than Osmitye copper – of which they had plenty – and to work their furnaces while lmiting the damage caused to their local forest.
The production of weapons would, in turn, be a rotating gear toward the construction of a large military, a step toward a goal appearing everyday more clearly : regional dominance.
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I successfully made Armok vision to work again on my computer ! Horrray !
The config file was bugged apparently
Axe Captain Toki, the army, the war
Safe for a couple of missing pieces, the axe squad of Toki was almost completely outfitted now. They were wearing a heavy armor composed of a leather vest under a lamellar coat out of bronze or copper, helmet, gloves and boots, solid greaves – they were from head to toe clad in metal. An axe of bronze or pearlite iron and a shield of boiled leather or wood served as their armement. A lucky few even had their leather coat replaced by an even sturdier metal breastplate, making their gear the most expansive armor pearlites could reasonably produce.
Their lack of experience was quickly resorbing under the training of the militia – including their captain, three master at arms were now among them.
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The princeling Sothro was removed and replaced – the time of starting the expansion was closing soon.
Now the question is, who to attack, when, and with what ressources.
Attacking the city of Edetledir with a squad of master at arms would garantee victory, but would delay the time of expanding our sphere of influance.
If we were to attack in year 153, we would have to take some risks, and to decide to maybe include Histamine's crossbows into the marching order. The squads of Totten and Usu are pretty much locked in place, which means we can only mobilize some twenty pair of arms for an enterprise of conquest.
Maybe we can give Toki a couple of master at arms from other squads, and retrain the discarded recruits in the defensive units. Else, we can just wait until the armies are ready to march on their own.
I don't know yet, ideas welcome. Regardless, the military will keep expanding in the forseeable future.
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Post by: Splint on February 17, 2022, 01:20:04 pm
Either way, if your dudes are being resistant to getting hitched (something that it always seems like Mong Kima genuinely needs to be happening to survive) sometimes things have to be expedited, so you do you. Personally I find the nuptial chamber concept silly, same as danger rooms.
And it's weirdly satisfying to see that big ass bridge slowly but surely creep its way over the water every update just a bit more each time.
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 17, 2022, 09:49:08 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 27, 2022, 11:54:02 pm
Of metal, fuel and miscellaneas
This autumn, the merchants from Nishtiz came early – the market was still set from the visit of the guildsmen in summer. At this point in time, Kimaeslo Ori have been used to have its foreign market permanetly set – only in the months of winter it remained empty. The production of craftgoods was to continue year round to provide the seasonal guests.
Of all merchants, the dwarves of Nishtiz were the most important – not only because of their dwarven steel, but because they were also trading other rare metals, tin, and large quantities of fuel.
Fuel especially had become the limiting factor in the town development – from the ceramic tiles and statues, to glazes, glass and – of course – metals, most industries functionned on fuel.
Without fuel, most of the town's advanced industries would crawl to a stop – idle workers would fill the tavern and only base industry – stonework, craftwork and clothwork, exclusively – would remain in shop.
Luckily, both the guildsmen trader of Mong Kima and the dwarves of Nishtiz understood the profit there has to be made by selling wood by the ton to the developping city – and so, for the second half of the year, the industries would function continuously.
Rarely, in fact, so much work had been done in so little time. In less than a month, Toki's axe squad was completely outfited and ready to go.
The farmer guild petitionned for a gloom up of their old guildhall, and their project was accepted – which meant new furnitures and high quality decorations had to be produced . To also save space in the soon-to-be great farmer guildhall, workshops and amenities are starting to be, little by little, phased out of the building.
Since the time of the Aconilun, the farmer's guildhall had been used to feed and shelter the poor and the newcomers. A couple of rooms had been stuffed with beds – people who lacked a place to sleep could sleep in the farmer guild at any time – then cross the road and take their breakfast in the inn.
Likewise, the first floor was dedeicated to farming-related workshops, and unoccupied various bedrooms could be found on the higher floors. In order to specialize the building into a dedicated guildhouse, a fall point had to be found for all those amenities – the shelter, the individual rooms, - maybe the workshops (although they are indeed related to the farmers guild and may be in the best hands while located in their hall).
That process of furtinure migration took a lot of time.
The ladies of Edetledir
• A bit of history
In July 130, the seaside city of Edetledir suffered a serie of attacks from their neighbours, the elves of Wulemaapasi. A firstd efeat from the defense of Edetledir prompted them to hurry to the negociation table – to beg the attacks to stop.
Queen Caraca feigned to accept, and required them to dsend them a reccuring tribute every spring – but before the first tribute date even had a chance to be met, Wulemaapasi attacked again, this time routing the defense forces completely.
This was a disaster on multiple grounds – not only Mong Kima lost a production center and a major trading hub, but most critically, Edetledir was located next to the royal castle of Asuciro, sheltering Queen Usu and her court.
The fall of Edetledir left the royal court vulnerable to a direct attack not only from Wulemaapasi, but also from the empires of the region – Osme in particular.
Immediate reaction was – of course – warranted. Luki Usupim « Freedom in the mist », a local pearlite hero, installed members of her band on the local government of Edetledir and tasked them to protect the crown from enemy invasions.
The « Released flowers » - it was the name of the new government, quickly declared its independence from the crown, while commitiing to its mission of regional security. Out of option and with a whole set of more urgent problems to solve, the crown accepted that compromise : it would lose one of its major city, but retain a layer of defense against Wulemaapasi and Osme.
Luki left the city soon after the independence, travelled a bit on her own, then elected to settled in Kimaeslo Ori where she died during an Osmite attack in 142.
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RIP Luki
For 13 years now, the Released Flowers worked in good intelligence with the kingdom, stopping multiple attacks from all of the crown's neigbouring enemies :
From 130 to 135, the Released Flowers completely drove off the elves of Wulemaapasi – inflicting them three defeats back to back. In 135, the elves completely gave up their attacks on the town.
However, the respite for the pearlite bandits was short lived : in 135, war was declared by the empire of Osme on Mong Kima, and border towns suffered a flurry of attacks. Thomocemir managed to stop a large part of those attacks – but Edetledir also suffered their share of the war, especially in the beggining.
In 135, four attacks from Osme were repelled, in 136, two more. After six victories in short orders, Osmite hordes were finally driven back, and the city knew a few years of peace.
However skilled the Released Flowers were in the art of war, they were poor administrators, and could not capitalize on those years to rebuild their infrastructure – and Edetliedir remained a poor, near sighted, improductive city state, with no way of surviving its own weight in the long term.
Wulemaapasi launched an animal attack for a last time in 142 – 11 years ago – but once again, their attack force was completely wiped out by the Released Flowers and their mercenaries.
Edetledir and the Released Flowers were instrumental in the early efforts of the kingdom to drive off their multiple enemies, both elves and goblins. However, in 153, a recovering Mong Kima and a fast-frowing Kimaeslo Ori saw the independent city as an easy target to pursue their expension.
In fall 153, in the bridgetown of Kimaeslo Ori, the pieces finally came together, and the plan to vassalize the independent town was coming to motion.
•The Plan
In fall 153, Kimaeslo Ori had a powerful military, comparable – and maybe even more powerful – than Thomocemir's army. Besides it has ben, since it was re-colonized by the Thaguk Alnos, reasonably spared by war, leaving its forces fresh and available for exterior operations.
It was a rich merchant town, as it was meant to be since its very inception – it had the ressource in funds and manpower to field much, much greater ambitions than the comparatively smaller Thomocemir. Its ambition wasn't simply to protect the kingdom's seat of power from direct attacks – it was to establish itself as the nevralgic center of a great empire.
Now the nobility of Kimaeslo Ori was counting on the town, being of pearlite origin, to gladly take the opportunity to rejoin with the flock. The position of the Released Flowers, however, was the big unknown ; if they were to step down from power, then Edetledir would become Kimaeslo Ori's first vassal. If they would not – violence would be inevitable.
Toki, Haspen and their squad would travel to Edetledir and ask for its formal surrender. If it was accepted, they would occupy the castle start the rule of Kimaeslo Ori. If the offer was refused, their order were to engage and eliminate the defense forces of the Released Flowers.
In that scenario, Kimaeslo Ori would be the likely winner – they had more weapon masters on their side, and their armement was superior... but it was the worst possible scenario.
The Released Flowers had at least two weapons masters on their side : Fath « Thirst for riches » was a hammer master armed with a gigantic silver maul, and a less known elven bandit by the name of Nino was famous for never missing a shot.
Lucmen, their head lady, had lead the group during a number of defensive battles and was an experienced strategist. Hopefully, the battle coiuld be avoided.
•Advance
26 september 153, Toki's squad arrived in Edetledir. They walked unrestricted through the external walls of the town and crossed large empty streets. It was a stressful moment – Toki knew what kind of enemy he would have to face – a small, dedicated and professional defense force. They would be unlikely to engage him frontally – but they would not have to. They could hide in any house, or simply retreat in the castle to earn more time.
A couple of shadows fled from the inn and rushed to the castle. The Released Flowers were rarely fightiong alone, often relying on the services of contracted mercenaries to bolster their ranks.
« They are not expecting us » remarked Haspen. « Whatever decision they make, they will make in a hurry »
Toki agreed on the observation and the squad pressed on to the castle.
The squad met the Released Flowers near the gates of the castle.
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Fath « Thirst for riches », Lucmen and Jal « Mythic messenger of hell », the bandit ladies of Edetledir. Their stories and adventures alongside Luki are closely tied to the early history of Mong Kima
« We come to take control of the city » announced Toki. « Surrender or draw – in either case, we'll be in charge of the city before the day is through ».
The Released Flower seemed to hesitate for a second. Lucmen look at her lieutnants, then made an appeasing gesture.
« My people were eager to join the kingdom and are glad to depose their weapons » she responded. « Should you garantee their lives. »
Toki agreed. They would not kill more than they had to.
« But you need my head, now don't you ? » she asked in a worried voice. That was the case – the leader of a defeated city does not get to live. It was the curse of the crown : should it fall, it often takes along the head it is seated on.
« It's the price of surrender. » Toki remarked. « Knowing that, do you surrender or should we go through all of you ? »
A long silence followed. Lucmen evaluated her chances. Not a snowball chance in hell – maybe they could take a few pearlites with them, should they resist but victory was out of the question. Death for death, she decided to at least spare her friends.
She formally surrendered and was thrown in a hollow grave soon after.
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A first step has been made.
Are, daughter of Asin, and friends
The departure of Toki, Haspen and their seven squadmates did crate a void in town that did not took a long time to fill up. As soon as they left, a little group of villagers arrived in Kimaeslo Ori to settle.
It was a small group of six villagers, mostly coming from Thomocemir – among those travellers however was a young girl that Uzu recognized immediately : it was his little sister.
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« Is she really your sister ? » asked Sothro, looking at the girl from a distance. « She doesn't look like you at all ! »
Are – that was the girl's name, had her mother's hair. Altho she didn't know her mother for a long time, as the poor woman died three years after her birth – devoured by an alligator. Thomocemir was and remained a wild place that was never fully tamed.
« I'm actually surprized you never met her » Uzu said. « Especially considering how closes our families are. »
Back in Thomocemir, Ryukan and Asin are close friends, being respectively the lord and the bookkeeper of the border fort.
Ryukan and Asin however had a very protective parenting style – wise choice, all things considered, in the jungle hellhole that was early Thomocemir, and their kids were raised separately, and as much as possible kept away from danger.
Uzu especially suffered from that education the most, and grew up wanting to bring glory onto his family – perhaps because he thought his family did not shoulder his burden of heroic deeds, perhaps to prove to himself that he was capable of heroic deeds after all, most probably both.
« Regardless » Uzu continued. « Our families will not help us in Kimaeslo Ori, and I will not have the time to look over my sister. »
Sothro nodded, looking in the distance, waiting for Uzu's lecture to end.
« And you are the only pearlite her age around. Princeling Sothro, can I entrust her security to you ? »
The kid lift an eyebrow and look at Uzu, before taking his attention on the young girl.
« Sure » he answered. « Whatever you ask »
That should not be a mission out of his abilities, and he was eager to please his senior.
If he understood it was a trick to get the two teenagers together, he let none of it show.
Disaster at the public bath
This fall, it was decided that the next public building to be made on the bridge should be a public bath. That initiative would complement the trash compactor built in summer to promote public hygiene.
The blueprint seemed quite simple on paper : a small water-fillable basin with a mechanism to safely evacuate tainted waters onto the sea, and a well nearby to re-fill the baths after cleanup.
In reality, it was harder than expected.
The evacuation mechanism was composed of horizontal metal bars next to a mechanism operated bridge. At the pull of a lever, a bridge would contract or retract, covering or uncovering the evacuation. The evacutaions were, at all time, covered by metal bars preventing late bathers from being thrown in the drain.
However, the architect did not consider that using metal bars instead of stone would weaken the structural integrity of the construction. Using too much drain created too much strain – so to say.
The 10 of november 153, the structure partially collapsed and the workers were thrown into the sea where they drowned.
The name of the lost workers were : Ethep Reloth and Ketas. Istro, Reloth pet rabbit, also died during the incident.
Ah, how can an oversight so minor cause multiple lifetimes of grief.
The plans were quickly reviewed and hopefully will not cause anymore deaths.
First use of the trash compactor
A note should also be made that Fall 153 was the first successful use of the trash compactor. A heap of damaged and unusable clothes were gathered during the season and thrown into the gigantic machine. It tumbled down and fell to the ground level, where its destruction could commence.
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This is extremely satisfying.
The lever was pulled, the gears compressed the trash in an instant. Fantastic success, for once ! There was still a lot of work to be done, in order to completely clean up the streets, but now, we had a straight path forward !
Uzu's love life
Now, Uzu is a character whose history is extremely dear to me, having been, at 12 years old, the companion of my character – and bringing happiness to this character is one of my personal goals. But a review of his personality reveals a young man who is extremely shy, introverted and nervous. Socializing is very difficult to him, let alone starting a relationship – luckily for him we do not mind helping him a little.
The town scoured the list of possible suitors and one name was mentionned multiple time – Shebi, a herbalist. She arrived on the bridgetown last season, and was like him an absolute nervous mess. Really, hooking them up together would be a service made to both of them.
Unless something happens, a marriage is therefore to be planned between those two.
Not wanting to rush things however, Lady Desli ordered Uzu's sword squad to go back to their civilian duties – as they were now swordmasters and would train on their own time, and personally ordered the young captain to learn a bit of herbalism.
Who knows when such a skill can be useful, after all ?
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Post by: Splint on February 28, 2022, 12:34:13 am
Still, good to see how well everything's coming together.
Post by: Cathar on March 01, 2022, 09:14:08 am
Still it leaves a sour taste in my mouth, but we can't leave a town as big as Edetledir unexploited.
Next step is re-investing the network of dwarven fortresses that have fallen to little Osmite warlords in the area between south Mong Kima and Osme. We will need bigger forges, and more weapon instructors, that's for sure.
And when our pieces are well secured (in a number of years) we'll take the fight to Osme proper.
Post by: Splint on March 01, 2022, 09:45:47 am
The good new is most people who are burried alive soon become burried dead, making it a self-correcting problem I suppose.
Still it leaves a sour taste in my mouth, but we can't leave a town as big as Edetledir unexploited.
Next step is re-investing the network of dwarven fortresses that have fallen to little Osmite warlords in the area between south Mong Kima and Osme. We will need bigger forges, and more weapon instructors, that's for sure.
And when our pieces are well secured (in a number of years) we'll take the fight to Osme proper.
That is gonna make for a hell of a show, that's for sure. Be it via diplomacy or feat of arms.
Post by: TheFlame52 on March 04, 2022, 08:07:42 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 16, 2022, 06:29:00 am
Strange ideas
It was a morning, early in winter. Kaos was working at the furnace in the cellar of his house, transforming wood into fuel. Since the farmer's hall have been upgraded, the demand for fuel had come back to normal – however, as conquest operations were expected to multiply and intensify in the future, he thought keeping a steady reserve would be a good idea. Outfitting soldiers in complete armor was extremely costly, and even with the development of commerce with neighbouring kingdoms, he was expecting a rise in the value of fuel very soon.
Being commissioned by the town to outfit the army, buth in weapons and armors, was a sure-shot way for him to get rich – as long as the city would not fall to Osmite forces, Kaos was on rail to become incredibly wealthy. Maybe – he thought – he would take apprentices later. He would need to establish a small guild, maybe, or allow other smith to use his materials. He would have to give it some thought.
There was a knock. He heard it, a bit by chance. Leaving the wood consuming inside the furnace, he walked upstairs and opened the door. Lady Desli appeared in the opening.
« I would like to pass an order » she said in a shifty tone. « It might be a bit unusual, but only you can have it done. »
« Sure, what it is ? »
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« Excuse me ? » Kaos stood dumbfounded. Why would she need a sacrophagus in her bedroom ? Why in dwarven iron ? Hadn't she enough with the wooden coffin she already commissioned to the carpenter ?
« Do you have any idea how much it will cost ? » he finally managed to articulate.
« Yes, I'm very aware – but disregard the cost. » Her tone would allow no discussion. « Have it done by the end of the year. »
Kaos fell on a workshop stool. He had a bit of dwarven iron left, sure, certainly not enough to make a sacrophagus. Maybe he could smelt more bars... ? But even tho, a whole sacrophagus ? Made in dwarven iron ?
The smith took the bar he had left in his hand, and tried to brainstorm ideas. There had to be a solution.
The king of blades
Lesno, the axe-wielding vagrant, have been seen roaming menacingly around the town, and the good people of Kimaeslo Ori were a bit startled. The man was known for his accesses of violence and overreactions, against cattle and against other vagrants. Seing him mingling with the population lifted more than a couple eyebrows.
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Lesno was here when we arrived
Uzu was called – he was out drinking. As the hearthcaptain of Lady Desli, it was his job to promote good order in her population.
The young man had a hard time putting his authoritative face on – it was not something he was accustomed to. He took a deep breath, left the inn, crossed the street and went streight toward the fat man, trying awkwardly to socialize with the citizen.
« Now, Belrokjeha » he said, calling the vagrant by his heroic name – a mendatory politeness. « You know you can't be there. Follow me. »
Lesno did not oppose much resistance and just went along.
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The two men walked toward the grazing hill, where Uzu left the vagabond.
« This is as close as you can come to the city. » the heartcaptain warned him. « You're not a citizen, and you have blood on your hands. »
Lesno nodded bovinely. He was indignant – but kept his indignation to himself. He didn't want to upset the young man, who was not only an authority, but also a sword master at this point.
A light warning, Uzu thought that was enough. Lesno have killed multiple people in his life, including a pearlite – he had to be watched over. If it would come to this, Uzu thought, he'd kill him by himself. But for now, nothing had happen, and overreacting was unwarranted.
His duty performed, Uzu went back on the streets of the town. In this early afternoon, it was very loud – the streets were filled with citizen going back and forth, the workshops were all functionning, and the remaining idlers were occupying the tavern or were strolling in the village.
Among the everpresent chatter and town noise, Uzu recognized a voice calling his name. He turned – it was the smith, Kaos.
« Hearthcaptain Uzu ! » he called. « I need your arms to perform a blade-testing. »
Uzu looked a bit annoyed. He was a nobleman, after all – a small, regional nobleman, but still – there were more people to conscript into blade-testing. Was him to run the townmen's errands all day ?
« It is not any old blade » Kaos precised. « I really need a blademaster to give a proper cut. »
The sworn man threw his hand in the air and eventually agreed. He'd do that test, then go back to the tavern and drink.
Kaos picked the blade from its workshop. It was still missing a gard and a proper handle, but the tang was large enough to be used in lieu of it. They walked to the butchershop, not far from the barracks, and the smith paid the butcher for a carcass. The carcass was not prepared yet – it had been slaughtered this very morning.
« Trust me, this blade needs a master for its test. » insisted Kaos while handing it to Uzu. « I want it to be tested with proper edge-alignment. »
The knight seized the tang with two hands so it would not slip during the strikes due to the lack of a guard, faced the carcass hanging on a metal hook, then stroke it three times in quick succession.
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Various pieces of meat fell on the ground, perfectly cut. The blade have been through it all, meat, inners, tendons and bones. Uzu barely felt any resistance. He stood there for a moment, in disbelief. He knew that Kaos was an excellent smith, he knew that dwarven iron made excellent blades, but this was something even beyond. He went to clean the blade after his cut – there was no blood on it.
He therefore just handed it back to Kaos. An amazing blade, he said – the best he had ever seen.
(https://i.imgur.com/REpVkfg.png)
« I'll keep working on it for a while » Kaos asserted, not without satisfaction. « I'll have it at the disposition of the swornmen when it's completely done. »
At this point, he totally had forgot the sarcophagus he was commissionned.
Reconaissance
The month of december came, then january. The brass of the military decided it was the time to seek new targets and keep expending Kimaeslo Ori's sphere of influence. Edetledir was now firmly under the control of Toki, Haspen and their squad.
The fallen dwarven hold of Vucartogum was to be their second target. Vucartogum was originally a fortress belonging to the dwarven kingdom of Lålrigoth, but fell to Osmite forces in summer 141. Since then, the town has been silent. Various expeditions conducted by Mong Kima revealed that independent goblins were now occupying the place
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Islas and Erith explored Vucarogum, back in 142
It was therefore decided that Vucartogum would make a good stepstone toward regional dominance if it could be invested. Ipan and Om were constituting a two-men squad of highly trained spearmen geared with medium armor – it was decided that they would go and explore the ruins to facilitate a future expedition.
Snow started to fall shortly before they left, and the interior sea froze completely – it was like this a bit under two months of the year.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/df1jgaj-11f1bd60-7a7e-458d-94ad-20e3bda61263.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGYxamdhai0xMWYxYmQ2MC03YTdlLTQ1OGQtOTRhZC0yMGUzYmRhNjEyNjMucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.w0JGRB3aDaiFd9CmuOPYV6BauFqX9py8H-XrSrnhvAk)
And so they went, leaving a couple days. The population of Kimaeslo Ori prayed to Edri that they would be unharmed, and the time they left was a bit tense for their nerves. The two soldiers, however, came back a couple days later.
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« It's non-inhabitable » Ipan said to Totten for his report. « We can't send an expedition there – everything is in ruins, and there's no food. We'd just starve to death. »
The idea of capturing Vucartogum was abandonned and new targets would have to be found. During their travels however, the men have stumbled upon two small semi-abandonned villages that were destroyed by the dragon Akera – the village of Thranorspa and Lapipgulgud. There might be some population in those village still, but none waving any kingdom flag anyway – they would make a good target for the next expeditions.
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Princeling Sothro still training to become a swordmaster
More complications in the public baths
Because the interior sea was completely frozen, a couple citizen took the very bad habit of crossing it by foot instead of taking a detour to walk on the bridge. Dotep was one of them – after a couple successful crossings to transport wood logs from the forest in the other side of the sea, the ice finally gave in and the old criple man was swallowed whole by the sea. As he didn't know how to swim and couldn't even if he knew, due to his damaged arm, he sank and did not reapear.
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Rip Dotep
The construction of the public bath kept running into problems– another construction mishap and Tista, a 27 years old stoneworker working on the basin, fell through the ground directly into the sea. She had no survival chance at all.
Not only that, but the realization that even salt water would freeze in winter made the whole idea of public bath impracticable – it would just kill people during winter.
Various solutions were brainstormed. Maybe a system of bridges could allow or disallow people in the bath, or maybe, by emptying the basin every december. Another solution would be to empty and refill the basin, every december and march respectively, but that would be extremely work intensive. A system of pumps could solve that problem, but would introduce a lot of hasards.
Another alternative would consist of making wells inside the basin and place statues and soap piles alongside them. While that would not make a public bath per-say, the building would essencially fill up the same function.
Thoughts welcome.
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Since I have a lot of stats now, I will provide a graph of the town's finances every season starting from now.
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Post by: Splint on March 16, 2022, 06:51:29 am
Shame about the bath house plans and the drowning deaths too. Always a little irritating when units willfully do stupid things because of brain dead pathfinding around certain hazards.
Post by: Cathar on March 16, 2022, 08:37:13 am
Post by: Darkening Kaos on March 16, 2022, 05:13:36 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 19, 2022, 08:25:16 am
I can make a training squad and send him there starting in summer, but that means an apprentice will have to take his place during his training (for now he is the only allowed smith in town). I do not mind tho, as we are running short on precious metals and have to work on copper anyway.
In any cases, I surely hope he will make more of these. Masterwork long swords are extremely, extremely good
Post by: Darkening Kaos on March 19, 2022, 05:54:38 pm
As for the militia training, I was thinking very part time, like one month out six spent learning how to hold a sword by the non-sharp bit, and vital stuff like that.
Cheerz for the ongoing slice-of-life stories, I really enjoy hearing about the times between intense panic.
Post by: HakuryuVision on March 20, 2022, 09:03:58 pm
'Hey Lesno! You are part of the herd now!'
-'Is that what you call your fellow townsmen?'
'Nope. Start grazing right over there!'
Post by: Cathar on March 31, 2022, 05:51:11 pm
Something tailed the scouts
After the end of their winter scouting operation, Ipan and Om decided to rest off the winter.They would assist in the training of new recruits and do a bit of civilian work. Not that there was no more scouting to be done, but they preferred to wait until the temperatures would make the travels not that dangerous. They surely avoided packs of hungry wolves this time, but the snowfalls did not make their trips particularly enjoyable.
However, if they found nothing of value in their trip to Vucartogum, something definitely had found them, and had followed them back in the bridgetown.
From the point of view of the city, it may be hard to fathom that all the urban dvelopment and the successive migration waves have been mostly unheard of in the rest of the region – let it be a lesson in humility for us. Mong Kima is a small kingdom, way inferior in scale to most of its neighbours. If the bridgetown is used as a mean of cutting travel times by the merchants of multiple local kingdoms, this route remains unknown to the major actors of the region – the kingdoms of Kodsakzul, Egapesor and most importantly, Osmestobûb.
Amusing to see that the move that ended up putting the bridgetown on maps was not their fast urban development, their technological advances or their conquest of Edetledir – but instead their fruitless expedition to Vucartogum.
Regardless, the 4th of March, an unknown Osmite retinue presented itself to the city's surroundings.
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Kimaeslo Ori was caught with its pants down – most of its profesional military has been working civilian jobs, leaving only fresh recruit fielding the barracks. The alarm bell rang as soon as the retinue was in sight and the population was ordered to stay inside at all cost.
Sending the recruits was out of the question – the priority was, firstly, to put the civilians in security, and secondly, to gather the elite soldiers and strike at the invaders. Totten's maces, Uzu's swords, Histamine's crossbows and the two spearmasters – Om and Ipan, started to gather in the barracks. When they have enough bodies, they would cross the bridge together and meet the goblins in the western side of the city.
« Remain calm – there's no need to panic » yelled Totten, reinstating discipline in the anthill looking mess that her barrack had become. Even tho, it was less panic than enthousiasm – morale was indeed very high.
Birod took his conscripts out of the barracks and positionned them in the market center – so they could be out of the way. Histamine's crossbows were the first to be in order of march and started to move on the bridge, waiting for the infantry to finish its preparation.
A wake-up call
But suddently, the eyes of Histamine widened : there was a lone swordsman on the other side of the bridge. Vagrants, both pearlites and elven, were slowly going out of the way, as the swordsman and the retinue grew close to each other.
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« It's Dag ! » one of the crossbowmen exclaimed. « What the hell is she doing ? »
All available troops – mostly crossbows and a couple of infantry – started to cross the bridge in advance to render assistance to the stranded warrior. On the ground however, Dag did not wait for them and engaged the retinue alone.
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She was alone, but she was still a master-at arms in full armor, armed with a dwarven iron blade. When a first goblin armed with a long silver pike tried to engage her, it was a one-sided fight.
Dag quickly crossed the distance, moving hebind her opponent's edge – her sword went under the spear shaft, striking the goblin on the foot, then on the leg. His copper mail offered little protection against the dwarven iron edge, and the second hit threw him on the ground. Before his allies could even intervene, Dag was atop of him raining a flurry of blows, each lopping a limb or sectionning an artery.
A recruit tried to stop her, but received for his account a couple of hits which, as he was not wearing any metal armor, went right through his body. She continued to trash both of them under the terrified but mesmerized gaze of the vagrants.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
A couple arrows flew in her direction – she dodged them lestly.
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Without needing to gather her breath, she went from soldier to soldier, starting with the hallebardier – she decapitated in one blow. A swordsman managed to land a hit on her leg, but the blow only bruised her slightly under her padded bronze greave – she slew him without difficulty.
Spoiler: Executed (click to show/hide)
She then ran after the two bowmen. Again – they did not oppose any more resistance.
What appeared at first to be a successful ambush had been totally turned on its head. It was a one-sided fight still, but in favor of the swordswoman. In total, she had slain nine soldiers. The last one – disarmed and wearing civilian dresses – an officer probably, begged for her life.
The army finished crossing the bridge.
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« It's done ! » exclaimed Dag Fenstastkiwan to he crossbowmen, first arrived – they were more exhausted than she was. « I made a prisonner, if you want to shackle her ».
The captured goblin was standing there, in the gore of her unit mates. The crossbowmen put her in irons and dragged her in an improvized dungeon, deep into the mines.
The alert was lifted and the citizenry drank to Dag's amazing feat of arms. However, in private, Uzu gave her a stern talking to. This time, he said, this is fine. It was just a small retinue. But when Osme comes with an actual army, with trolls and cavalry – and they would- strategy would be a matter of life and death.
We can't afford glory hounds in the bridgetown's army - not after what happend to the Aconilun seven years ago.
Nobody died this time, but the town could not rely on the individual skills and equipment of their soldiers to compensate their lack of discipline and coordination. Large barracks would have to be built on the bridge, so the army could leave the hill-hole that they were using at the moment, and be located at the center of the town to intervene quicker.
A word on the wood market
Next month – the 21 of April, the merchants from Iferifiyopi arrived. Thankfully, they were on they way back from the eastern sub-cintinent and would not have to witness the goblin corpses in the forest, which still had to be undressed and disposed of. They entered by the eastern gates, leading their wooly yaks straight to the marketplace.
This year, they came with a lot of wood – a good deal for the kingdoms of Iferifiyopi and Mong Kima alike. The elves could end up with valuable craft goods and achieve their goal of limiting the exploitation of pearlite forests, while the humans would be able to operate and expend most of their advanced workshops.
Among the other goods the elf did bring, they also dragged two small black bears – they were male, but were bought nonetheless. It was only later that the animal handlers signaled they could not be trained for war, as they were too shy and risk-adverse.
Oh well. If a female could be found, maybe they can fuel the leather and meat industries at terms, or otherwise have their cubs sold as pets.
Returning characters
As the market was going strong, another group entered the city. With the general mess brought upon by the elven merchants, that second group composed mostly of pearlites from Thomocemir.
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Because the town was so busy with the market during the day, the group wandered around town before finding their way to the tavern.
Their leader was a young man with pale red hair – a small nobleman from Thomocemir. His name was Kiseabo, fourth child of the legendary surgeon Zothoabo.
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Kiseabo' was born in Thomocemir in 134, twenty years ago
The little group gathered around their leader to decide what to do next. The group was constituted mostly of volonteer fighters, grouped around a core of career soldiers – some of them having earned the title of Knight under Imic, back in Thomocemir.
They were weary after walking from dawn to noon, and decided to rest their feet and drink. No need to rush any kind of application – they thought – especially since most of the military was mobilized to arrange the market.
It was only a couple hours later that the swornmen noticed their presence and went to greet them.
« We're volonteers ! » Kiseabo proudly announced. « We heard you've been attacked by Osme, and we want to enlist and get back at them ! »
Osmestobûb has been the rival of Thomocemir since the border fort was founded. Kiseabo, born during the war and having not known a world without Osmite threat, has seen the city of Kimaeslo Ori fall once, and some of his friends fall with it. He was aware that the city was arming up to bring an end to the war – and he motivated his companions to lend their assistance.
They were introduced to the commander and to the captains – they were happy to see that the knight Birod, one of their own - was already promoted as a captain and the doctrines of war were not substantially different from what they were accustomed to back in the border fort.
When he came to the realization that Uzu was, indeed, the lady's swoncaptain, Kiseabo, who heard about the man's story, exclaimed :
« Oh, Uzu, there is someone you need to see ! » he said. « A mutual friend is travelling with us, and I think you'd want glad to see him »
The man was in the temple at the moment. Feeling a bit pressed, Uzu caved-in and accompanied by one of his underlings.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/df22k1t-85f0c38f-a2de-4bf6-8b68-cb8c3365c05e.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGYyMmsxdC04NWYwYzM4Zi1hMmRlLTRiZjYtOGI2OC1jYjhjMzM2NWMwNWUucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.P5ArMwosgWoBKZffT6CFMxL4i-EDytt2AGLTj59HaMA)
« Captain ? » Uzu let out – an old habit. But the man was indeed the one he used to call « captain. ». It was Islas, his first companion when he was but a squire.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dcukhto-0fbb2f80-9004-44e9-a927-b49312344831.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGN1a2h0by0wZmJiMmY4MC05MDA0LTQ0ZTktYTkyNy1iNDkzMTIzNDQ4MzEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.YXHYwVYGXPj-Q_acp3OyxZ2vCZuTN6PGLRPrxioHDZc)
Time has pass
« Well, you are the captain now, if I understand correctly » the aging Islas responded. « I came to volonteer to Kimaeslo Ori's army after the attack, but if I did knew you were the sworncaptain, I would have come earlier »
The two men walked on the busy streets. They had a lot of catching up to do. Uzu gave his old mentor a summary of the bridgetown's situation, and Islas quickly summed up the life he has been living since they parted ways.
« When we parted ways » Uzu started, a bit excited. « I joined the militia of the village of Lemhuqihu under the orders of Lord Ulet. Lemhuqihu was peaceful, but the lord would only teach me so much. I joined Kimaeslo Ori as soon as a position opened three years ago – now I feel I'm going somewhere »
Islas nodded. His life had been similarly uneventful – and he somehow missed his time as a vagabond.
« I worked under knight-captain Imic for a while » he said. « But the war in Thomocemir was very stale. Osme attacked us, once or twice, but most of the fighting was done against the dwarves of Desor-Uzol »
He marked a pause, to think about those events, then resumed :
« I don't like the war against Desor-Uzol and I don't like killing dwarves. » he said. « I know we have to defend ourselves, but this war does not interest me as much as fighting the empire or Osme. I heard you were fending off Osmite patrols – so here I am. »
The sworncaptain nodded happily. The number of new volonteers was about to double the size of the military – and new instructors would be needed. Altho Islas was nowhere near the skill level of Thomocemir's knights, his reputation of heroism and of protector of the weak made him a likely candidate to the opening captains post.
Last month – he responded – one of his swornmen defeated a whole patrol by her lonesome – the patrol was wiped out, at the exception of one single low-ranking officer.
« We'll make her talk » the sworncaptain affirmed. « We'll learn where they come from, and what they want – and if we can, we will retaliate. Captain Islas Candoalu Okosenre Mithrup, would you assist us ? »
A smile sliced the face of the old adventurer. Of course, he answered. That's why he was here.
What we learnt
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Deep in the underground dungeon, we interrogated the prisonner. It wasn't very dificult, as she was pretty locatious. Not an officer profile – to be sure. If anything, she was a civilian servent and was dragged into the retinue by her master.
Her name was Amxu, she was a silk spinner by trade. She was married and had a child at home. Her master's name, a surgeon by the name of Nako, organized the raid from their hometown of Ngomgob – a goblin trench dug in the north of the salt lake by the name of Sea of Singing. In his retinue were two civilians, herself and his own son – another goblin by the name of Amxu – and the rest were career soldiers of the pit.
(https://i.imgur.com/wAfMRtx.png)
Quite a long way to walk just to be butchered
(The map may not be completely accurate, especially in the north were a lot of things happened in ten years)
The pit itself was moderately well defended, with a population around a hundred goblins and about thirty trolls, with a small beak-dog stable at their disposal.
However their pit being very tied to the trench network Osme was digging from their capitale city, attacking it would without a dobt spring the whole empire into a frenzy. Before offensive actions could be performed, a lot of preparation would be necessary – destroying the pits was not the objective, at least it was not a goal a pearlite general could be satisfied with.
Conquering it and suppressing the goblins permantly was the ultimate goal. Only then lasting peace could be achieved.
(https://i.imgur.com/ctyEJOw.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/ia5oOll.png)
Ill also edit in some bonus doodle tomorrow, I really wanted to post today.
Post by: TheFlame52 on March 31, 2022, 07:46:48 pm
Post by: Darkening Kaos on March 31, 2022, 09:42:50 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on April 02, 2022, 11:36:05 pm
Lesno nodded bovinely.
Bwa ha ha ha.
Kiseabo' was born in Thomocemir in 134, twenty years ago
There were so many connections to older adventuring in this update! Wow, this is a terrific history of story.
Post by: Cathar on April 06, 2022, 01:11:14 pm
I wonder if Kaos should do some militia training and claim the long sword for himself . . . . . after making a toy sarcophagus for her ladyship.(https://i.imgur.com/NVWqGM2.png)
Lesno nodded bovinely.Bwa ha ha ha.
I can't get over the 'pasturing of Lesno' part.(https://i.imgur.com/J5kIcqb.png)
'Hey Lesno! You are part of the herd now!'
-'Is that what you call your fellow townsmen?'
'Nope. Start grazing right over there!'
Post by: Darkening Kaos on April 06, 2022, 08:28:17 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on April 08, 2022, 02:30:04 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 01, 2022, 11:12:44 am
The army expends
Spring has come and go. Kimaeslo Ori had receive his share of volonteers and what was, five years ago, a group of vagrants in search of a home, was now leading the war effort againt Osmestobûb.
The town pretty much stumbled upon that rôle – but under attack by the empire, and relied upon by the kingdom as a very wealthy trade hub, Kimaeslo Ori bore the expectations of all Mong Kima to lead the counter attack. And leading it would.
Before advances could be made in the war, a couple more elements would have to be gathered : the volonteers would have to be trained and equipped – those two endeavours would take time, ressources and skill labour.
But a good thing had emerge from the interrogation of Axmu, the goblin that was captured a couple months ago : the pits located on the north of the salt lake were poorly defended and could serve as a stepping stone inside Osme territory.
The army grew up to sixty-three head and the formation of new medium infantry started in early june. Princeling Sothro was given an officer post, as well as the old adventurer Islas and the Thomocemir knight Birod, and the three were tasked with the formation of the new attack squads.
A metal helm, gauntlets and boots, a copper mail, plated greaves, a bronze or iron weapon and a leather shield. In total, two skins and seven ingots of metal were required to outfit a soldier, and at terms, thirty of them would have to be outfitted.
This military expense would probably be the largest investment the city have ever made.
(https://i.imgur.com/loQPl9q.png)
We have the manpower
Irneerdap
June was also the month where Kaos decided to start his military training. He was, until then, the only smith in town. Five years spent working the hammer on the army's gear had made him an expert at his craft – but being the only licenced smith in town made him a very valuable asset.
And that asset had to be protected at all cost. Kaos dead, that's five years worth of investments in time, precious fuels and metals that would disappear. He was therefore included into Islas squad so he could learn how to defend himself – the town's way of protecting its investment.
« Alright now ! » Kaos exclaimed. « Where's my sword ?
- Your sword ? »
It was an early summer morning in the hillside barracks. Waves crashed against the fortifications and the recruits started to conglomerate in the training room for the morning drill.
Islas, his instructor, was new in town and was not familiar with the story surrounding the miracle sword of dwarven iron he was reffering to, and stood dumbfounded for a moment.
« But we havn't attributed you a weapon yet.
- Yes, my sword » Kaos repeated. « That razor edge, unbreakable blade I managed to come up with. »
Commander Totten, nearby, came to the rescue of her new underling.
« It's under the possession of sworncaptain Uzu » she said, before adding « We don't give dwarven irons to recruit. Feel free to take any other weapon you want. »
Disapointment appeared clearly on the smith's face. Of course – even though he was the creator of the blade, the blade was ultimately the town's property. Alright, he thought, no need to argue. His eyes swept over the assortment of knives, swords, polearms and axes on the weapon rack. Maybe some of their weapons were his...He could not know. He had crafted so many he would only remind his masterpieces – of which there were none.
In desperation, he picked one at random – a long spicked bronze rod of solid craftmanship.
« This one, I guess » he muttered. It lifted the weapon to his eye level. A good weapon, surely. The redsmith knew his craft. To a normal smith, that would even appear to be a good weapon – the alloy was well made, the craft solidly built.
On the handle, a small personal inscription : Irneerdap.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/df3qhhi-db4144d1-7044-4e2a-8a6c-5dfc97daf65d.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGYzcWhoaS1kYjQxNDRkMS03MDQ0LTRlMmEtOGE2Yy01ZGZjOTdkYWY2NWQucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.kpBe4SssB050LdN5qt2aBER_epHdFgx_7eSxvLls5kw)
(https://i.imgur.com/jS8crUE.png)
Although pearlites do not like war at all, they sure love their weapons. Irneerdap, the morningstar, was crafted around 147 in Kimaeslo Ori under the Aconilun. It received its name from a weaponmaster by the name of Erod Miveremetha in 147. Over the years, it was used in war by Erod, then by Hauben, the commander of the Aconilun's defense forces, before being passed on to another weapon master by the name of Omsos.
Omsos died wielding this weapon in 149 when the city was taken by Osme – it was rediscovered on his body when the city was reinvested by the Thaguk Alnos.
Humans live very short lives – they die for little, sometimes just because they lived for too long. Those named weapons, those relics passed on from generation to generations, were not only a medium to pass on the colective history to the next generation – they were, in and of themselves, a tool of history writing. Irneerdap « a second of silence », was both the scroll and the quill.
In a moment, the realizaton hit Kaos. He was not as much the user of Irneerdap than its temporary servent. The tool – not the other way around – was making the smith.
« You're good ? » Islas asked him, as the barrack was now filled with new recruits. « We'll start the drilling exercice now. »
The redsmith the the Thaguk Alnos
Because it was decided that Kaos would spend the next seasons in boot camp, because he was the only licenced redsmith in town and because the demand on metal military gear was as high as ever, replacement smiths would have to be found.
Lady Desli therefore made that annoucement : more workshop would be open and new second-grade licences would be delivered to anyone with a bit of prior experience.
Training redsmiths is a notoriously expensive endeavour. Metal is rare and precious, and training a smith from scratch takes a big toll on reserves – it is the reason why until then, this profession was the town's most regulated.
It wasn't very long before a pair of people came to lady Desli to ask for their licence. The first was a big bearded blonde man and a large beer belly, the second a much smaller girl with bright yellow hair looking nervously aroud her.
« I'm Idil » the fat man said. « And this is Ocna. We are armorsmiths – we heard there was a collection of wargear to be made, and we can fulfill the order. »
There were given a room each in the underground, a small furnace, a pair of anvils, a set of tools and were told to work their magic. Because the town did not know them – nor, franckly, expect anything from them at all – they were given Osmite copper to make scale and mail. Idil and Ocna went to their underground workshop without protest and started to work.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/df3qhm0-0c29a7f1-264a-4049-b17e-40949c120472.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGYzcWhtMC0wYzI5YTdmMS0yNjRhLTQwNDktYjE3ZS00MDk0OWMxMjA0NzIucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.4f8zH4QOLSHpoapPbTNUgvzErLzdnwzy3775x_Xj8Ew)
During the course of the season, a number of military gear pieces popped out from the workshop. Gauntlets, helmets, decameters square worth of scalemail, ready to be assembled in shirts and leggings. Some of these articles were extremely good, masterpieces even. A shame they were only made out of weak osmite copper.
It turns out that the man – Idil – was actually a master armorer. He had arrive last summer without fanfare, and due to the trade restriction on smithing, he couldn't have practiced his craft, and instead plowed the earth – a very wasteful use of his arms all things considered.
If anything, Kaos' holidays have been an opportunity to discover hidden talents among our population. It may be possible, also, to open a small guild hall in the old mines, so the smith masters could teach the less experienced without wasting metals and fuel.
This remain as an idea for now.
Public baths are complete
Another development in the bridge building has been complete before the end of summer : the public baths could come in use. The stone roof, held by four strong pillars, have been mostly completed.
Those baths have been through a lot of trouble during their construction. At first, it was designed as a water tank holding enough water so people could wash themselves, relax, socialize and familiarize themselves with the basis of swimming.
However, the logistics of bringing the water up to the baths started to pose some issues. What solution to adopt ? Maybe a system of pumps or should water be manually carried from the sea ? Then, a system of sliding doors could be used to open and close the drain to evacuate used waters back onto the sea. Though it would be a mechanical accomplishment in and of itself, it is not what prevented the design to be eventually selected.
Indeed : the architects soon realized the dangers that that system would create in winter – with water freezing and transforming the bath into a seasonal death trap.
In the end, it was decided that the system would only use low technology. Two wells were made into the tank, with a mechanism that would allow the bather to pull water directly from the sea, wash themselves with soap stored nearby and socialize around statues made of glazed stoneware.
Dug into the stone roof, a small greenglasss windowallowed for constant illumination without the use of fire.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/df3qhoo-891798c4-4d85-4a7b-a8db-bdb209628642.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGYzcWhvby04OTE3OThjNC00ZDg1LTRhN2ItYThkYi1iZGIyMDk2Mjg2NDIucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.KpoQouXOR5NZC0JNHWg0CpWXycloEpA8D-xXy_gY6zQ)
While it was not the design we hoped for, it was still functional and a grood compromize with our technical limitations.
Haps and mishaps of summer
The18th of August, an Osmite force led by a human woman by the name of Ozud was repelled by Thomocemir. Ozud was captured alive. Relieving Thomocemir might become a pressing matter in the short term – their defenses have been successful so far, but since the fall of Tetzobsha, we know that a single defeat is all it takes.
We are surprized and a bit distraught not to have heard from Toki in a long time. We suppose he's still in charge of Edetledir, but we were (maybe wrongly) expecting a tribute in summer – but the season came and went without anymore news.
Summer market was profitables – they now always are. Fuel and metal are always extremely precious, and trade alone is not enough to counteract the Thaguk Alnos' very high consumption, forcing it to drain its own reseves. Nothing we can do about it as there is no metal in the ground, but this is not an urgent problem for now.
(https://i.imgur.com/JcRpZwA.png)
The merchants came with a large escort, this year
There was also an explosion of silt near the pasture, between the bridge's feet. We have no idea what caused it, but it made no victim.
(https://i.imgur.com/G7Yi02i.png)
We're still puzzled
All in all, it was a very uneventful summer – but all our projects are following their course.
Over the coruse of next seasons, Kimaeslo Ori should focus on the following projects : making the water palace inhabitable by the nobility, starting a new functional barrack on the bridge, and possibly starting the fundations of a western outer wall, which would allow to occupy the western bank. And of course, reinforcing the military until the point we can start attacking osmite pits.
(https://i.imgur.com/MAvvH4q.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/ZxWUECA.png)
Post by: TheFlame52 on May 01, 2022, 01:46:37 pm
Post by: HakuryuVision on May 06, 2022, 07:33:21 pm
Another good update! : )
-i do wonder about that silt explosion though.
Post by: Splint on May 06, 2022, 08:20:05 pm
Everything's coming along nicely though. Very nicely indeed.
Post by: Cathar on June 23, 2022, 03:18:19 pm
First of all, let's akwnowlege the absurd time this ubdate took me. I am sorry. Life threw me a lot of lemons, and I had to make a lot of lemonade. I have not abandonned that fort and you will see that bridge finished and completely documented during your lifetime (assuming you don't get run over a car or otherwise die before your time).
Anyway, comic pages coming right up
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Fall 154
September came and went – temperatures were still sweet and the town would start to transition to its annual winter rythm. Past the upcoming visit from the Nishtiz dwarves, there would be no further deadline until next year. Lady Desli was showing signs of frustrations not to have her dwarven iron sarcophagus in her room. Still, she kept producing high quality bonecrafts – the slaughtering of a couple of possums and an old goat gave her a lot of material to work with.
Redsmiths – especially the master armorer by the name of Idil – churned out high quality metal armor pieces, which immediately were bought by the army to equip its new squads.
In the meantime, a couple projects could be properly worked on – Lady Desli could now sleep in her room in the water palace – and altho it still lacked the sarcophagus that tickled her fancy, it was order of magnitudes more luxuous than rooms of other noblemen of her condition.
Similarly on the bridge, next to the public baths, a new barrack have been started. It was planned to provide three training rooms – two for infantry, one for archers – an extended dormitory, a dedicated granary and surelevated shooting position for a roof. That project, reasonably ambitious, was expected to take a couple years to be totally completed – rooms would start to function as soon as they are individually finished.
Macaques attack
Troubles started to emerge late in september, precisely in the night from the 26 to the 27. Pushed toward the town by coldening weather, a pack of rhesus macaques roamed the western shore in search of food. Although macaques – creatures endemic to the region – are usually opportunist and scavengers, they can be driven to hostility by starvation. Either that or, as the macaques are beasts of superior intelligence, are also capable of recreational violence.
Whatever this is, that night, the pack descended upon the vagrants camping on the western shores. Loud barks from the dogs guarding the checkpoint woke the vagrants just in time – a couple of them unsheated their knives and could repel their furry aggressors. Experiencing resistance, the primates retreated and turned their violence on the checkpoint dogs.
(https://i.imgur.com/LWa2JfV.png)
Their alpha – who received the name of Scalebasic – killed one of the wardogs before disapearing into the night.
The draft
At dawn, Lady Desli met with representatives of the vagrants, who exposed the situation to her – one dead dog and an injured looter, the danger was real. Even if vagrants were not citizen of the town and were not covered by the Lady's duty of protection, it was in her best interest to extend it to them anyway, as they do provide an additional layer of protection to her own people. Every attack conducted against them is an attack that is not conducted against citizen, keeping them alive indeniably served her interests.
She passed the order to Commender Totten to pacify the western shore, and in turn, the Commander designated Islas and his conscripts to carry out the operation.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/df6w76j-c59c8af8-fd66-47c5-8909-7a8c775362a8.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGY2dzc2ai1jNTljOGFmOC1mZDY2LTQ3YzUtODkwOS03YThjNzc1MzYyYTgucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.T4ijcbUS0MwEDtY5Zt8Ehm1Epl1AFycmpPvSrNwY4kM)
Islas squad was mostly in its early stage of training, but the recent developments of the forge could equip all of its members with medium armor, enough to fight small primates without putting their lives in danger.
They crossed the bridge in the morning and settled in the abandonned checkpoint, where they would benefit from the protection of the dogs nearby.
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Five years ago, that checkpoint was manned by all the forces of the Aconilun. At the time, the strategy was to simply mass all available troops between the village and the enemy to serve as a screen. That strategy, extremely simple, was first developped and tried with success by the Riverguard at Thomocemir ….However, meeting the empire of Osme with brute force required manpower and equipment the Aconilun did not have.
Stronger fortifications, ranged support, massified army and, of course, metal armors would hopefully prevent history from repeating.
The squad stationned in the checkpoint until the end of the day. As the rain was starting to pour over the bridge, they would rather stay inside.
The checkpoint was ransacked, but the building itself was still sound. The team kept a door open so they would not suffocate, then made a fire, boiled some rainwater, and settled for a short hold.
The plan was to simply wait for the pack of macaques to manifest itself, then to ambush and to reduce it as much as possible.
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Their call to action arrived in the late hours of the night – the remazining checkpoint dogs started to bark aggressively, promping the team into action. Like a single man, they bursted out of the building and found exactly what they were bargaining for : a small pack of rhesus macaques coming to scavenge food.
Laspar – a middle aged spearwoman with some fighting experience – engaged one of the macaques, and Kaos, circling around her trying to find a way to help, spotted another wild one nearby. He charged immediately, his mace Irneerdap over his head.
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The macaque skid on the wet sand, propelled by the force of the strike. Kaos stood over it, saw it was still alive, and hit it again. The macaque lived still – or at least it was still moving – it may have been the nerves, the wind, or something else. Kaos started to panic and lifted his weapon again – at this point he lost count of the number of strikes he gave it.
The rest of the squad found him staring into the void, after the skirmish, standing over the corpse of a dead monkey.
« Are you alright ? » a voice asked behind him. The heat of a torch warmed his back, but with the adrenaline leaving his system and the chilling rain intensifying, he was so cold he could not feel it.
« I'm fine » he answered. He tried to say something else – but forgot what after his last sentence.
« What did you expect ? » the voice behind him asked.
« I don't know. » a short pause. « I suppose I thought he'd just roll over and die » Until now, it never occured how horrible it would be to give death with a weapon like Irnerdaap.
He marked a second, longer pause. With hinsight, of course, it felt a bit idiotic to think that rather large mammal would just cease to live just because he was wacked a couple times with a spiked metal club. Now, the macaque was really dead. Kaos kicked him, and the body felt limp.
« It's just a beast » he rationalized. « But what if it was a goblin ? Or a man ? »
« The shock, you recover from » the voice answered « The guilt you have to live with »
Kaos silently rejoiced to be the maker of weapon, and not their user.
Trade and future planning
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Trade with Nishtiz has been excellent as always, but when excellence is the norm, there is little to say every year. Nishtiz has so much dwarven grade iron they make it into slabs and use those slabs to make anvils – and what is, for the people of Mong Kima, a luxury good worthy of reverence, may actually be a very common good for the western dwarves.
Most of it is kept to be made into bars – swords made of of dwarven iron would, at terms, become standard in the army of the Thaguk Alnos. Less noble metals would, of course, continue to be used to make armors, low-grade weapons, craftgoods maybe, and to train our junior smiths.
What else : the worldmap has been updated !
Behold.
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The update mostly reflects the geopolitical change which occured mostly in the north those last 11 years. Kind of funny that the most dramatic event in the world for pretty much my whole playthrough – the death of Tarem, empress of Ansgekstozu – have only tangantly been covered by this dairy, but is a good exemple of the butterfly effect sending ripples through the world.
It set in motion a large power vacuum which was filled in great hurry and violence by Bomrek-Laltur and Osme, strenghtening dramatically the power of the two northern kingdoms and, in the case of Osme, freeing troops which went on marching on and defeating the Aconilun.
Speaking of which, our counteroffensive is almost ready. We need to find a decent infantry captain to accompany Ipan and Histamine, and we'll launch a 3 squad attack on their border settlements this winter, if everything goes our way, to soften their garrison before conquering the walls with a smaller team.
That's pretty much it. Wish us luck !
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Post by: HakuryuVision on June 23, 2022, 04:03:04 pm
Sorry to hear about the lemons, are you okay now?
I love how the pest control is treated like a little war, with preparations, camping, and everything.
Islas reasoning is also great, surprisingly compassionate guy for a former corpse looter! ;D
-Can it be? The Pearlites will finally start their counterattack?
All glory to Mong Kima!!
Post by: Splint on June 23, 2022, 04:15:35 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on June 23, 2022, 07:30:08 pm
Post by: Darkening Kaos on June 24, 2022, 03:01:47 am
Post by: Cathar on June 24, 2022, 09:41:24 am
Very, very happy to see this back! : )
Sorry to hear about the lemons, are you okay now?
Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm suing life so it gets its lemons back (what am I supposed to do with these).
Spoiler: Life is hard, wha whaa me (click to show/hide)
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-Can it be? The Pearlites will finally start their counterattack?
All glory to Mong Kima!!
Yes !! Next update is in the oven, but battles have already occured ! Payback is on its way !
Lovely art and writing as always! Don't worry about timeliness - someday, future readers will come across this topic and read it from end to end, and speed won't matter to them.
Thanks ! Altho you may overestimate the staying power of that AAR (which is flattering but still)
Hell yeah, monkey murder. Only thing worse than thieving wretches like that are keas and only because they fly. The region's better off without them.Can't they just like pick berries like any other non sapient primate ? Ah, we'll make furcoats out of them.
Time to paint a tiny monkey skull on my armour, then, it's just 11 more for the collection . . . . . . . . .
Maybe I can design a 12-monkey theme statue to put on your house, for when you'll leave the boot camp and return to civilian life?
Post by: Darkening Kaos on June 25, 2022, 01:52:16 am
<snip>Time to paint a tiny monkey skull on my armour, then, it's just 11 more for the collection . . . . . . . . .
Maybe I can design a 12-monkey theme statue to put on your house, for when you'll leave the boot camp and return to civilian life?
Hmmmm. This actually sounds like a goal for eventual retirement from the militia . . . . . . I like it!
Post by: Cathar on August 07, 2022, 06:49:41 am
Friends, it is time. The war against Osme has started in 133 : twenty one years ago ! For twenty one years, we suffered the raids, the hunts, and the pillages of Osme on our territories. Both locale warlord retinue and gigantic state-patroned armies have raided our settlements – and the Aconilun paid the ultimate price for trying to defend itself against them. For twenty-one years, therefore, we stood within our walls, hoping the rampages would stop. Our timidity only emboldened our tormentors
This part of Pearlite history is now over. Osmite may only understand violence, but violence is a language we learnt how to speak. This winter of the year 154, we bring the fight back to our enemies at last.
As such spoke Lady Desli, adressing the crowd of the town, gathered in front of the palace. She then turned to Commander Totten, and officially ordered her to launch an offensive before the end of the year.
The end of the year – that was only three months. Very little time... or so it would have been if the town's army had not prepared for that event for years.
Startegy and preparations
Early december wasdedicated to lay the groundwork for the offensive. Every army officer would be invited to give its opinion on the operational strategy – the meetings were held in the new bridge barracks and allowed a plan to quickly emerge.
Two operational goals were isolated : firstly, the operation would aim to shock Osme out of its momentum. So far, Osme never has been contested on the territory it claimed. To feel threatened in its own advance would have for effect to slow down their conqust and focusing on securing their holdings. That, in turn, would allow the eastern kingdoms to breath easier for the following years.
The second, more long term goal, would be to gradually remove Osme from the north of the Sea of Singing, a large salt lake around which the Empire is coiled like a snake.Pushing their forces to the south of the lake would allow for pincer attacks with the southern allies and would limit their reach severely.
North of the Sea of Singing, there is three Osmite holdings : Udsmunstu, Ngomzogast and Bostastozu. Eastward of those, it is the much more defended Osme mainland, standing over cursed ground that we will not come close to for now.
« Our goal remains to defeat Osme, not to exterminate its population » noted Uzu. « Time is not a sparse ressource for us – let us absorb their villages instead of burning them. »
After some deliberation, the officers saw the wiseness in his words.
« You're right, actually » approved Ipan. « Taking and holding those settlements would allow us to keep a military presence north of the salt lake. The utility of those would go beyond our war against Osme. »
It was the first time Mong Kima would go on the offensive. Its army was prepared as much as it could be – and could now only pray to Ino and Edri that no oversight would come to counteract their plan.
The siege of Udmunstu
A long, long time ago, before she even came to the vagrant group that would become the Thaguk Alnos, Histamine has been trained in the art of strategy. For years now, she has been waiting for an occasion to put her quite unique skills to the test – and now was the time. As the most learned tactician of the army, she was put in charge of designing the plan and to put it in application.
She knew her skills were untested and her formal education rusty. Besides, the plan decided by the military council forbid quick action. Her first idea was to use heavy troops to inflict destructive sieges over the three settlements one after the other, then call the assault troops back and prepare for the counter attack from the central Osmite army – shock and awe tactics would lay waste to both population and morale of their enemy... But such tactics would be extremely unpopular among the peaceful pearlites, and would not allow long terms occupation of the banks of the salt lake.
Therefore, she decided upon a more modest plan : the capture of Udsmunstu.
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Of the three holdings, Udsmunstu was the most westward and the less defended.
Osme had gone sloppy and allowed itself to over-extend – they definitely did not expect to be attacked on newly claimed ground. Totten's army would see them pay for that oversight.
Udmsunstu was a village of one hundred souls – their fighters were picked directly from their citizenry. They had neither trolls nor mounts. Victory could be achieved without a doubt.
The siege of Udsmunstu would happen in three steps. First, a reconaissance raid would have to be launched – not only to supply the army on the back of the enemy, but also to make sure that Udmunstu village was not underestimated. In a second step, its army and officers would have to be broken somehow. In a last step, the village would have to be seized and its population forced into submission.
First phase of the attack, and therefore the beggining of the siege, began early in the winter, around the 10 of December. A large part of the army was moved directly next to the Osmite village, where it established its camp. The camp was well supplied and manned by twenty heavy infantrymen and Histamine's crossbowmen.
Histamine wasted no time in gathering intelligence. The 13 of December, the army infiltrated the trenches of Udsmunstu, completely undetected – they mapped as much as they could of the trench maze, took notes of the defenders position and raider their supply depot.
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The raid was fruitful, somehow. A bit of metal, some cultural items, and some ammos. Udsmunstu was neither wealthy nor well defended.
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Their nobility was comprised of three goblins : Enforcer Uspum Burostosp, Warlord Ospon Nonumegema, Commander Nique Sasgusbgulo. The three had a military background ; they did recognize they were about to be attacked and requested reinforcements from their neighbours. Two dozen soldiers managed to slip in the village, but that was too little too late – soon, the army of Kimaeslo Ori would be upon them.
Onto the breach
After that reconaissance round, Histamine recognized that very little was holding the village together. : loyalty wasmore suggested than actual, order was what you woudl expect of a village where veryone genuinly believe the right thing to do is to murder each other, morale was the morale of a couple villagers looking for way out.
Without their nobility to hold them together, they would fold – this much was clear. She then devised a plan : the army would have to be split in two – one team would infiltrate the trenches and slay the noblemen, the other will keep them busy outside the time for the deed to be done.
The five of January, the army laucnhed its attack. The infiltrating team progressed quickly through the trenches, thanks to its earlier exploration. They found the tower where the nobles were, bashed its lock open and stormed the room.
Lord Opsong Nonumequema was fell upon immeidtaly by a master swordsman by the name of Lurit. Three crippling blows later, and the lord expired his last breath. His retainers did not put much more of a fight. The enforcer Uspum was slain by Dag, the master swordswoman who defeated the invasion on her own, last spring. Commander Nique fell last – slain by a swordsman by the name of Zebna. And like that, in less than ten minutes, the village was decapitated.
Outside, Captain Ipan havd launch his diversion attack, which quickly turned into an ongoing pursue with uncontrollable momentum.
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The army, quickly put together since December, was completely shattered by Ipan's charge and immediately dispersed.
When the infiltration team came back from the village, it was in the cries of terror of Udsmunstu regulars.
The siege resumed, but safe for a miracle for Udsmunstu, the outcome was already decided.
The conquest of Udmunstu
After that flawless victory, Histamine's squad was recalled to the town, where the new quickly spread. Kimaeslo Ori celebrated in the Candies of Jade tavern – songs and dances were performed.
“We won !” Lesno cried with a ale mug halfway spread over his rugged coat. “Hahaha ! I knew we could push the goblins back ! Serves them right !”
Suddently, the tavern became eerily silent – someone quickly called Uzu and his men. The young man seized Lesno by the arm, with a non-amused expression across the face.
“Lesno, we talked about this.” he said, while driving him out. “Don't try to interact with the citizen.”
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With Lesno gone, the party resumed as if nothing had happened.
Three or four days from there, in the town of Udsmunstu, Ipan and Dag were planning their next move.They waited until they were all recovered from their last assault – that siege would continue for nineteen more days.
Then, in the morning of the 24 of January, a delegation of villagers from Udsmunstu approached the besiegers. They were led by a woman by the name of Tiquo, and they have come to negociate their surrender.
Ipan conducted the negociations – the population would not be harmed, and Tiquo – the de-facto Lady, would be spared the usually mendatory live burrial reserved to surrendering nobility. In exchange, the town would have to pledge allegence to the crown of pearls and recognize Ipan as their new direct master.
The terms were too good for the goblins, who accepted immediately. Before the day was through, Ipan was sitting o the Lord's throne, and started to devise plans to transform those horrible trenches into what he wanted to be a peaceful, aboveground, human village.
A note on the price of war
This is mostly overlooked, but war is an expensive, very expensive hobby. By all account, that siege was a complete success -no pearlite live lost, an unconditional surrender from Udsmunstu, a rather short operation overall – it was enough to throw the town into negative growth for the quarter.
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The latest rapport of Bookkeeper Ozo
Most of it is caused by the price of gear and clothing leaving the town without being exhcnaged for value, but it highlights the main price of conquering for war : producing an army is a very big investment. Dag's and Ipan'ssquad would have to be completely replaced, which means 20 heavy armors to be produced again, and twenty weapons to be crafted, not counting the (unpriced) opportunity cost of training twenty new recruits. Having the numbers on its side and no regard for life, Osme can, of course, afford to send wave after wave of self-equipped soldiers until their numbers overhwhelm their target's defense...But we do not have that kind of luxury.
After that victorythe industry will have to be driven at breakneck speed. It would be necessary to perform the two next village captures of Ngomzocast and Bosastozu, necessary to drive Osme from the northern banks of the Singing Sea.
Lady Desli's strange box
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As the town was exctatic after their victory, and with the price of war being that expensive anyway, the blacksmith decided they could afford one more additional expense : as Lady Desli was manifesting more and more vocally her desire to have a coffin made out of dwarven iron in her room, maybe now was the time to humor her wishes.
Dwarven metal was melted in very high quantity to produce that finely-crafted strange piece of furniture. It was then promptly moved into her room – the gods know what she would do with it. Regardless, Desli was happy, and in her happiness, passed a decree forbidding the export of coffins.
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Luckily, it iw not a good that the town was used to trade – although the other noblemen are starting to show concern for her unusual attraction for death related items, and feared that her growing obsession could lead her to a very dark path.
A word on the town's construction
Because the main event of this quarter was the assault on Udsmunstu, it totally eclipsed the work done at home – still substantial. Two rather large achievements were performed : firstly, Lady Desli's dining room have been completely built out of stone, and now would only lack mendatory tables, chairs and decorations.
Secondary, the second floor of the new barracks was now don, and the third, reserved for archery training, was underway.
The bridge's expansion was now built at the three quarters, and only a couple years were now necessary to complete it.
The future was looking bright for the upcoming year 155.
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PS : I've been playing this game for 30 in game years. Best birthday
Post by: Haspen on August 07, 2022, 07:14:10 am
Why are those food stocks so low, it makes me nervous :P
Post by: HakuryuVision on August 07, 2022, 02:59:27 pm
(I remember how wrong my first raid went. *shudder*)
That chart about debt, how did you look that up?
Post by: Cathar on August 07, 2022, 03:42:33 pm
30 is quite a lot, and personally I only had one fort pass that mark, so congratulations (on both that, and the raid)!
Why are those food stocks so low, it makes me nervous :P
Don't worry ! Most of our food is prepared into lavish meals who go into "other". We may lack alcohol, but when push comes to shove we have an unlimited aquifer underground. We're not starving anytime soon !
Also thank you :)
Flawless victory!!
(I remember how wrong my first raid went. *shudder*)
That chart about debt, how did you look that up?
Thanks !
So, about that chart, it's just an open office calc chart. Value produced is the sum total of the fort value minus the sum total of the fort value of last quarter. Seasonal import and export are respectively the value of import minus import of last quarter, and export minus export of last quarter. Debt is the overall trade deficit (overall import - overall export). Citizen comes with a bit of gear, which launches the import to the sky, and I intend to fully repay the debt it gives me.
Post by: Splint on August 07, 2022, 09:13:46 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on August 14, 2022, 08:42:38 pm
Thank you so much for continuing with this world, and congratulations on 30 years of it! Hmm, my longest runs in a single world have been in the teens, I think.
Post by: Cathar on August 19, 2022, 05:26:18 am
Next update is on the way - spring 155 has been played and I'm now making some quick illustrations. Without spoiling much, let's say when we feared attacking Osme would be kicking a wasp nest - we were not mistaken. Violence ahead.
I am very curious, since we're now set on our path to conquest, if we can absorb Osme's goblin population and get some goblin (then later on trolls?) migrants in time. I hope so.
Post by: Splint on August 19, 2022, 12:33:31 pm
If the reprisal force is repulsed with minimal Pearlite losses, then the powers that be among the Osmite government are going to look horrendously weak and inept. Picture it to the goblins - some backwards-ass nobody rural humans not only seized territory, but also thrashed the last couple punitive expeditions. Of course some goblins would see that kind of loss of face as their cue to throw in with the apparently-stronger and more competently-led humans.
Post by: Cathar on August 22, 2022, 09:46:53 am
Even in the specific theater of Osme vs Mong Kima, that victory does not offset the fall of the Aconilun five years earlier. This might be the start of something...But it's hard to tell at this point.
Right now, our wargoal is kept within reasonable boundaries : booting off Osme from the northern shores of the Sea of Singing to reclaim territories lost by human kingdoms in the past ten-fifteen years. But even that would not count as a return to the starting point, as Osme also captured territories in the far north and in the south.
The war will likely continue for a long, long time.
Post by: Cathar on August 27, 2022, 01:28:31 pm
Total war
It was now a couple weeks since Udmunstu was conquered. Kimaeslo Ori was deprived of twenty of its master at arms, and the empire of Osme has been taken by surprize – as it was the first time it ever happened, we did not know how they would react.
The Thaguk Alnos immediately drafted replacements for its levies, but crafting master at arms out of inexperienced civilians would take a lot of time and ressources. In the meantime, the fort was guarded by four squads : Totten's maces, Histamine's crossbows, Uzu's swornsoldiers and Islas's volonteers. They would not be too much to deal with Osme's counteratack.
As early of the 4th of March, barely more than one month and a half since the surrender of Udsmunstu, a large vendetta force arrived to the outskirts of the bridgetown.
(https://i.imgur.com/BSHkjg8.png)
Around two hundred souls arranged in the manner of an imperial force – their soldiers were properly armed and were wearing metal armors, a stable of beakdogs and a handful of troll slave infantry was accompanying them.
Due to the beakdogs being used as attack animals instead of mounts, the Thaguk Alnos estimated that it was not a true core imperial force, but instead, a retinue from a well-off pit. Regardless, dealing with them would be substantially harder than dealing with the previous border retinues.
They were led by a female general by the name of Kustmob Amulsnodub, and her force was assembled in the pit of Zozloslaxu – a village near Osme's capitale city.
They assembled in the outskirt and started to group up, getting ready to operate a large push to the bridge, in a similar tactic to the assault which ended the Aconilun, and as they waited, they unleashed a couple of their beakdogs to harass our own war animals, stationned in front of the bridge.
Two large beakdgogs rushed our poor guard dogs immediately and started to eat them alive. The poor dogs could not even fight back against the predators twice their size, and could only yelp as the creatures tore them appart. Their sacrifice was not completely in vain, as it allowed Kiaeslo Ori's army to cross the bridge.
(https://i.imgur.com/UbJgciz.png)
A first little squad, led by Totten and Histamine, soon engaged the two beakdogs. They would quickly be joined by Uzu and a couple more infantrymen. The odds were about one against five, and Ipan's volonteers were not completely ready to fight, making the issue of the fight hard to predict.
Totten and Uzu were clad in heavy armor and their weaponry was state of the art. Dwarven iron swords, especially, prove themselves extremely effective against the beakdogs, whose thick skin and fat, while resisting bronze weapons, offerend no resistance to dwarven iron blades.
One beakdog was slain, the other was pushed back – soon after, the Osmite army initiated engagement. No side could engage at maximum capacity yet and both would have to reinforce during the fight.
Spoiler: Like butter (click to show/hide)
The initial, small scale skirmish appeared to favor Mong Kima, who could rely on its superior quality troops and armement to inflict casualties.
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The swordsman stabs the goblin lasher in the head with his +steel long sword+ and the severed part sails off in an arc!
Uzu remained stuck in his mind for way too long. It was not the first time he fought, and he arguably had encountered worst enemies than Osmite soldiers, but it was the first time he saw sentient beings butchered like this. Limbs would detach themselves from their bodies, heads would roll at his feet. His mind shut down and he took a moment before rejoining the battle.
(https://i.imgur.com/yRzBPPN.png)
The fight then grew in intensity.
Kiseabo, present since the beggining of the skirmish, received an arrow on the flank and struggled to move – at the same time, a small group of Osmite soldiers gathered a simultaneous push against his unit, and the young man received some nasty blows.
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Kiseabo collapsed soon after. Totten jumped over his body and brained his assaillants. She noticed the young soldier was still breathing and sighted in relief as the Thaguk Alnos forces were gathering behind her.
The fight was now at its peak. The army of Kimaeslo Ori was mostly gathered, and was fighting the core of the vendetta force, built around its troll slave infantry.
The fight went both ways – many pearlites were wounded despite their armor. Histamine's squad especially suffered a lot of wounds as it was engaged in melee – but for each wound suffered by the pearlites, half a dozen Osmite were struck down.
In the end, casualties were extremely heavy for Osme, its force was broken and routed. The General Kustmob was among the dead.
It was a victory - a mitigated victory that left quite a shock to the bridgetown, but a victory nonetheless.
The wounded were carried back to the town and soon enough, the hospital was full.
Bitter victory
Histamine lost mobility in her right leg and would now have to walk with a crutch – the other soldiers received some lighter wounds that were quickly washed and sutured.
Kiseabo, however, was in a critical state.
(https://i.imgur.com/lq8z2Xc.png)
Part of his skeleton has been pulverized by hammer blows – not only that, but despite being washed with soap, some of his wounds shown signs of infection. Ralin did what she could, and she enlisted the help of other citizen with some medical experience to watch over the young man.
Kiseabo could barely move, and he had to be fed in his bed.
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Ralin had no doubt she could mend the bones and the tissues, but was way less confident about the infections on his finger and hip. The poor man would end up spending the three next months in the hospital, receiving a large quantity of treatments for his multiple wounds.
« I'm sorry » he said to his friend Uzu visiting him. « I wish I could fight alongside you again – but whether I live or die, it appears I won't be able to.
- Don't be sorry – it's my fault. I should not have dragged you into the army, and after I did, I should have protected you better.
-Nonsense ! »
Kiseabo was in surprizingly good spirit considered his condition.
« I would die ten, twenty times over against Osme, he said with conviction. These bastards mutilated my elder brother back in Thomocemir. I killed three of them – one for each limb they took from him ! I am satisfied whatever happens, now.
Brother Uzu : promise me that you will carry the fight to its conclusion after I pass ! »
Invisible wounds
Witness to those events, Uzu was emotionally very affected. He couldn't stop rehashing in his mind the events he partake into. All those dead – his friend in his death bed, and all that blood ! He fought a twilight monster when he was twelve – but those monsters were not sapient. They were barely alive to begin with ! But goblins – killing them was something else alltogether. Back to training, he was regularly spacing out, or went into inordinate shouting matches with his subordinates.
The other officers woukd not say anything as Uzu was directly the Lady's underling. The Lady herself would have to intervene to save the army from falling into complete chaos following his outbursts.
The swornmen were momentarily relieved from their functions and were given a month off. Desli hoped Uzu would take the opportunity to rest up and enjoy life. He did the exact opposite of that.
Uzu would take his vacation as an opportunity to visit the Lady every day.
The first day, he complained about lacking a correct equipment. He had a fancy armor, a decorated helmet and an iron breastplate – but his gauntlets were made of pearlite bronze. Clearly as the sworncaptain of the Lady, he deserved better ! Desli ordered a pair of dwarven iron gauntlets to be made for him.
The second day, he complained about the state of the prison. It was way too small to be useful – if a crime wave was to rise in town, he could not use the jails to contain it. Desli thought about arguing that aside him, nobody was causing any problem in town at this point, but elected not to and ordered a suppletive cell to be built in the old quarry.
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The third day, he complained about the lact of distractions and the extreme boredom he experienced. Desli was a smart woman, and she understood her underling's erratic and aggressive behaviour was mostly caused by his war trauma. The poor man was expeiencing night terrors since the battle. He would need time to heal – and clearly time off was not working out for him.
« Go organize sparring matches in the old barracks ? » she asked. « We are drafting every day now, and we need someone to show them how fighting is done. »
She marked a pause, trying to judge his reaction. It was hard to tell – visibly, he was upset, but he has been upset for two months. Keeping him busy -surely that was the solution. Keeping him from breaking completely until he gather enough mental strengh to overcome his fear.
Technically, the elves visited the town this spring – but they came and went without people really noticing them.
That season had more action that Kimaeslo Ori was ever accustomed to – maybe it is for the best that interraction with iferifiyopi elves was kept at a minimum.
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Post by: HakuryuVision on August 27, 2022, 05:34:38 pm
Also went better than expected!
Cathar, i like how you balance out which parts of your story you draw.
You could have easily just picked to draw battles, and written the rest in text.
Also, stellar work as always!
Post by: Splint on August 27, 2022, 07:29:10 pm
I shall invoke a preacher man from Utah. Not verbatim, but.
"It's important to remember that Pearlites, generally, don't enjoy killing. However, when done in good cause to one's kith and kin it is often seen as just another job to be done. And the reason our training policies might be seen as harsh at times to other Pearlite communities is simple: Practiced hands make for short work."
Post by: Sir Knight on August 30, 2022, 10:38:15 pm
Also, the bridge after all this construction is looking preeeetty.
Post by: Cathar on September 07, 2022, 06:04:40 pm
"It's important to remember that Pearlites, generally, don't enjoy killing. However, when done in good cause to one's kith and kin it is often seen as just another job to be done. And the reason our training policies might be seen as harsh at times to other Pearlite communities is simple: Practiced hands make for short work."
Haha yeah, Pearlites are the porcupines of Minbazkar. We did not start the fight, but by Ino are we going to finish it.
Boy, those gobos never waste any time retaliating, do they?
Also went better than expected!
Cathar, i like how you balance out which parts of your story you draw.
You could have easily just picked to draw battles, and written the rest in text.
Also, stellar work as always!
Yeah, I'm now operating under the assumption they will come over and over in very large numbers. We have to scale up very quick.
Very glad you like my work Hakuryu :D Thanks for being there
Hooray, updates! Hooray, war stories!
Also, the bridge after all this construction is looking preeeetty.
Thanks ! Pretty and almost finished ! After that, we will have to complete the on-bridge buildings, then we can start colonizing the other shore !
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Summer 155
Those last seasons have been extremely active and consumed a lot of ressources, both mental and material for the Thaguk Alnos. The 24th of January, Udmunstu was captured, then shortly after, the 6th of March, the counter attack on Kimaeslo Ori was repelled.
This came at a cost – multiple wounds including permanent ones on Histamine and Kiseabo, the latter still being held in the hospital, and twenty soldiers being kept busy occupying a goblin village.
Not only that conflict drained a lot of ressources, but it also set the town in a dynamic where large ressource consumtions is becoming mendatory. There are sets of armor to produce, armies to train, defenses to build, populations to feed, wounded to heal.
Wittingly or not, the bridgetown, had take the national lead in the war against Osme, and the respect and admiration of their peers came packed with larges expectations.
Economy at war
During a town meeting in the throne room, Totten had to suffer a long and very through inquisition by the civilian power led by Lady Desli. It was warranted – the army of the Thaguk Alnos was by very far its most important expenditure.
« How large do you estimate the military needs to be ? » she was asked first.
« Military common sense says we need twenty percent of the settlement to defend it » she answered immediately. « However, the city is launching offensives and is under direct threat – we might as well double that number. »
Fourty percent of 165...
« Sixty-six » interjected Ozo, the bookkeeper.
« Let's say seventy, then » Desli continued. « How much will it cost, per head, to train a civilian into a man-at-arms ? »
It was an easy calculus. The cost per soldier was mostly composed of the price of their armor. The weapon they were given had a large value, but due to their comparatively low metal consumption, they could be made at a lower cost.
« One metal ingot for the helmet, one for the gauntlets, one for the boots. Two for the greaves, two for the scalemail, one for the weapon, and six ingots of fuel to have them all crafted. We add a leather armor and a leather shield for soldiers requesting them, but leather has almost no price. »
« Eight ingots of metal, six ingots of fuel » summed up the lady. « Now let's say, we're building the force we're talking about – how many more soldiers do you need to outfit ? »
« I'm pretty confident I have thirty men-at-arms in medium armor right now. Maybe more if we count the armors pieces laying here and there... »
The Lady cut her up. Later, the details. For now, she asked for a cost estimation. If thirty was a reliable number, let's say thirty.
So, we need fourty medium armors and weapons – she turned to Ozo.
« Three hundred twenty metal ingots » he said in a sight. « Two hundred fourty fuel ingots. »
Desli choked. For Ino's sake, she never heard of price that high. And that fuel cost would require to clearcut the forest around town – the elves are going to complain.
But somehow, she knew she had no choice – it was the cost of the safety of the Thaguk Alnos ; her people. And protecting the town was necessary for the project she was hatching for a couple years now.
« Alright » she decided. « Commander Totten, you have free reigns to enlist, arm and train a garrison of sixty soldiers, plus my ten swornsmen. »
The decision was acted, and the town council moved on to the next topic.
Lady Desli's pet project
Well, that was a large swat of the town's ressources-to-come dedicated to a singular purpose. Kimaeslo Ori does not have metal on its ground – it has to be imported, or undresssed from enemy corpses. Osmite copper being very weak, it is often alloyed with tin, to make a proper pearl bronze – and tin does not come cheap.
Ah well, no need to cry over spoiled milk. Lady Desli had a second project that was very important to her :have her town become the capitale city of Mong Kima.
(https://i.imgur.com/1OWQzDX.png)
I have no idea what that button does but damn do I want to press it
The Thalguk Alnos now had dominion over Edetledir and Udsmunstu – its council was now the most influent of the kingdom. Meanwhile, the queen and her court were living in the ridiculous provincial castle of Asuciro – convincing her to come to the bridgetown seemed possible.
Queen Usu was very old and had no blood related heir – after she dies, the kingdom's crown will be up for grabs. And Lady Desli had ambitions.
There was only one issue : her own palace was not prestigious enough to house the royal court. It needed to be xpended at least two stories, and outfited with the most beautiful artworks the town could produce.
She came to the conclusion that, for now, the best was to focus the construction on stoneworks, and only when the whole army is outfited, the luxuous rooms on the palace's top stories could be outfitted and the queen could be invited.
Buying out the guild
The trader's guild arrived in town the 14 of july – they were integral to Lady Desli's plan. She gave Histamine her directions : buy anything that you can use, but make sure to flood them with gifts. They needed to be floored.
And so Histamine did. Every item containing a scrap of metal was bought. Armor pieces that could be used by the army were bought. Furnitures, cloth and leather was bought in great quantity. In exchange, they were given a real treasure trove of cloth jewlery.
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The total value of the goods was way beyond what the guild was expecting. It was only cloth for the most part, but died twice and tailored by masters, they were a luxury item in and of themselves. The traders had no doubt they could trade them in the villages and cities at a profit – and they had them way below their value.
Histamine added to the trade another set of boxes, destined to the Queen and her court. They were containing crowns, hearrings, necklaces – absolutely worthy of a ruler.
« Please see that those gifts arrve safely at Asuciro », Histamine insisted. It is important that Queen Usu knows where are her most loyal subjects.
« And while you are at it, please tell Lady General Ener that her nephew has been wounded in battle, and she may have to hurry here if she wants to see him again. »
« The stern sense-beater » and other volonteers
A couple days after the traders, July 26th, a new group of volonteers hit the town. They were led by a woman from Thomocemir by the name of Bikdà Medicocu Tethakpabatotir. As her heroic name « Tethakpabatotir », « The stern sense-beater », she had a couple victorious battles under her belt. She was a veteran who first served Tetzobsha's military, a long, long time ago, under Commander Stipoth Rosmowom, famous vampire hunter and father of the pearlite axe fighting method. There, she helped repel the elves of Pilalene thrice.
In 133, she then became one of the earliest members of the armed branch of the Riverguard under Pathril Omaaloc Anarsathet Ucim and patricipated to every battle against Osme, as well as the elves of Wulemaapasi and the dwarves of Desoruzol. In total, she participated to 41 battles during her life – a true veteran.
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« I heard Kimaeslo Ori was expending its military and was in dire need of instructors » she said to Totten. « If you still have positions open, I'd like to apply »
Summer ends
Because the barracks has been moved from the old underground cave to the new and shiny building on the bridge, Uzu now had to walk quite a long way to get back to his home. He quickly took the habit to stop by the beach before going to sleep, taking the opportunity to wind down and reflect.
Uzu was physically fine – as a master at arms clad in iron from head to toe and armed with a dwarven iron sword, there's not a lot in the world that can be a threat to him. But ever since the battle in March, he distinctly felt something has broken inside him.
The very idea that he was mentally damaged, as his friend Kiseabo was still betwen life and death, only added guilt to his trauma.
One evening of August, Islas, noticing the development in his old friend's behaviour, decided to come and sit next to him.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfcusae-9236f8ff-cf9a-4d3d-b3b6-20d9515b2478.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZjdXNhZS05MjM2ZjhmZi1jZjlhLTRkM2QtYjNiNi0yMGQ5NTE1YjI0NzgucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.smLjuS_K3rAg_HBultOSsQ1F9VMMaIUe79s9Mdpi4xU)
The aging adventurer more or less understood the feelings of the sworncaptain. He knew him since he was a kid – still, he had no idea of what to tell him. Dealing with one's own problems was already difficult, dealing with those of others recquired skills Islas definitely did not have.
They remained sat on the beach until night had completely fallen ; then they stood and left without talking.
The scene repeated the next day, and the day after, until the end of August. Temperatures started to fall, and staying outside late became less comfortable.
Something in Uzu ressented the end of summer... In the same time, he felt better than half a year before. Hopefully, the comung of Fall will help to heal the young man's invisible wounds.
(https://i.imgur.com/j6tdBLQ.png)
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Post by: Sir Knight on September 07, 2022, 11:56:57 pm
Post by: Cathar on September 08, 2022, 03:51:55 am
Post by: Cathar on October 06, 2022, 04:08:00 pm
Almost six month have pass since the last attack from Osme. Things have been extremely calm so far – aside from the terrors and the wounds from the fightings in early spring, nothing bad really happened those six last months.
And the season of Autumn would continue that trend of quiet recovery.
Uquur is a grandmother now
Birod was a Thomocemir knight of high standing, and prestigious bloodline. His paternal grandparents being the lords of Lemhuqihu village, and his mother, Uquur, having be a renowned Thomocemir fighter, now elected as the head of the Trader's guild.
We first met him in summer 131, at Thomocemir, when he arrived with his father, mother and two siblings.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/db7web3-37cd149d-a416-4fb1-9f44-d0227d58d733.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGI3d2ViMy0zN2NkMTQ5ZC1hNDE2LTRmYjEtOWY0NC1kMDIyN2Q1OGQ3MzMuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.c5ZjoTGM9CBX1vrehnPE7WjTkLh0uTSRRTZkHJa-Vbk)
Time flies doesn't it
The death of his two siblings – Ilpi would be killed by a werebeast transformed Valken, and Lum would later fall in battle against Osme – always left a hole in his heart, and had us worried for a long time that he would die without giving a legacy to his family.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dbtm22a-377e0114-5529-4b59-be09-bc08f89adada.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGJ0bTIyYS0zNzdlMDExNC01NTI5LTRiNTktYmUwOS1iYzA4Zjg5YWRhZGEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.p26b9A58oy36VyXj8HekGFMI38ydQTJbK5xHPegAgFQ)
Birod has been fighting since he is in age to wield a blade
When he joined Kimeaslo Ori in spring 153, a now adult and married Birod was at first given a grade of instructor in the army, but soon was released of his function as he expressed the wish to focus on his personal life.
The town welcomed the birth of his first son with cheers.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfdha4k-b1bcb73c-d7ba-4a72-be93-fb5d6d84d338.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZkaGE0ay1iMWJjYjczYy1kN2JhLTRhNzItYmU5My1mYjVkNmQ4NGQzMzgucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.jYvAFUbkHmiAtGVg3QsVsn832Ii18PfwtgcRKal96Rw)
The son was named Ras, and his birth is a great rellief for the town. That is one prestigious bloodline continuation that is insured – for now. After the birth of his second child, should it happen, we're considering re-enlisting him in the army – he is actually an excellent instructor in addition to be an excellent swordsman.
While we are on the topic of family establishing, please wave if you have an unmarried character and want to operate some matchmaking.
Kiseabo's new friend
Kiseabo is still bedridden, with infection progressing slowly through his body. Ralin and other doctors visit him almost daily. Bubos have grown on his body and had to be pierced – Ralin executed the operation with a heated copper knife – however necessary, it caused the young man a great deal of pain.
Not only that, but his state does not seem to improve in any way. After more than half a year, his bones do not seem to have mend and the poor soldier still cannot leave his bed.
One morning, as Ralin bring him a basket of apricots for breakfast, she discovered that Kiseabo had made a new friend.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfen2lc-35788c1c-dc32-4571-94aa-ac44d83f1426.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZlbjJsYy0zNTc4OGMxYy1kYzMyLTQ1NzEtOTRhYS1hYzQ0ZDgzZjE0MjYucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.PJ0D8N1aS5fDGtdJOkC-6t1Zf-TNtjYJk1sBIjgywjE)
A kitten, barely weaned, decided that the wounded man would be a good master – or more realistically, a cosy enough warm place to sleep on as the temperature kept falling.
Kiseabo was still in good spirit, and taking care of his new furry companion would give him something to busy his days.
« I called him Pabat Qihuishas » he told Ralin. Luckily for now, no operation was planned for the day – he would have hate to wake the kitten up. « But I'd be happy if he recognize the name Pabat to begin with. »
Autumn festival, mass recruitment and gear shortage
There is nothing special to be said about the yearly visit of the Nish Tiz dwarves – aside the fact that most of what they did bring, we bought. Tons of metal, but also a copious amount of fuel.
(https://i.imgur.com/ZMuvFfH.png)
As soon as they were exchanged for craftgoods of cloth and bones, the steres of wood were taken to the furnaces and were methodically turned into charcoal – which in turn, fueld the redsmith wokshops. Those were, at this point, functionning at full capacity. The army had expended multiple times since the spring invasion, and further recruitments were thought about.
However, even if manpower was plentiful, the armory was not full enough to supply every recruit with the mendatory battle gear they needed, and a lot of new draftees had to take up arms in civilian clothes. Greaves, most especially, were in very short supply, and even established soldiers were still missing valable leg protection.
(https://i.imgur.com/706b1C8.png)
We have 80 soldiers under arms and the price of equipping them is off the charts
Of course, that means Kaos was not returned to the army, and instead was tasked to produce new gear as fast as he could. Use verything you canb, he has been told. Even osmite-grade copper armor is preferable to nothing at all.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfexql5-e4b7f7b4-bbdd-49e0-9ee8-8c694c921cca.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZleHFsNS1lNGI3ZjdiNC1iYmRkLTQ5ZTAtOWVlOC04YzY5NGM5MjFjY2EucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.pX7LjNinobn6njoGwXqd4jaBytQm239JqeYbedMP9aM)
Kaos would do his best, but he could not shake off the idea that working with vulgar metals was a waste of his talent. He could not wait to be given new dwarven iron bars and make unstoppable swors again.
I am really considering establishing a smithing hall in the old mines. I don't know if the smiths would use it to teach each other if no guild is present ?
Headways in bridge construction
Lastly, there are two minor events that may worth mentionning.
First, jaguar kitten have started to reach adulthood. We were beggining to fear it would never happen – but as it turns out, jaguars have a longer juvenile period than other animals we're used to raise. Those who have have been trained to war, however we will not use them in warfare before we know they can be replaced when killed.
It is currently unknown if jaguars can fare better than wardogs in an invasion scenario.
Second, the fourth foot of the bridge has finally be linked to its body.
(https://i.imgur.com/6wbNOo7.png)
The foot, built years ago, was slightly misplaced and construction efforts had to be made to it aligns properly
The completion of the bridge itself is for very soon. It will likely be finished during the year 156.The completion of the bridge itself should not make us forget another, as if not more important construction goal, which is the water palace. Efforts will have to be directed to it, so it can house the royal crown as soon as possible.
(https://i.imgur.com/rZ3KqkF.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/V14j5gA.png)
Post by: TheFlame52 on October 06, 2022, 05:48:05 pm
It's nice to see that the people of Thomocemir aren't always in trouble. Lovely art as always!
Post by: Darkening Kaos on October 06, 2022, 06:39:34 pm
With young children running around the town, I do feel the sting of lonely bachelorhood, perhaps it is time I settled down, find a wife, and raise a few new smiths to carry on the noblest art into the next generation.
A smithing guild? Others have mentioned it, but it is a field requiring years of dedication and practice to truly understand the ways and feel of metal, I fear it would also expose us to those that seek to gain mere profit from lower quality products . . . it worries me.
(Excerpt from the musings of Kaos, dated late 156.)
Post by: Splint on October 06, 2022, 07:44:48 pm
If there's concerns about training, if there's spare leather about some leather body armor and helmets should do the job of preventing any serious injuries (I've had accidents with trainees grappling and throwing each other in past forts that this cheap armor went a very long way to alleviating.)
I'll bet you'll not find a finer army in all the realm at this rate, even if some personnel are under-equipped. Nor finer engineering.
Post by: Cathar on October 06, 2022, 09:12:01 pm
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/913036394312630272/1027763559049986098/unknown.png)
Final picture and officilization of the wedding next update !
It's a me problem that I cannot imagine playing anything else than humans in fantasy games...
Thank you tho !
The good news is, leather we have large supplies of. leather armors are plentiful, leather shields, backpacks, waterskins...that we have large supplies of. Medium armor, that we want to make standard for our troops, includes a leather armor over a copper mail... our troops probably are mostly equipped with those.
The mail and the greaves are what is really costly.
But yeah ! Kimaeslo Ori is definitely the most advanced settlement of the kingdom. I cant wait to become the capitale. As soon as the palace is finished, I'm pressing the big red button
Post by: Superdorf on October 09, 2022, 08:27:21 pm
Post by: Cathar on October 10, 2022, 07:34:37 am
In other news, Winter 155 has been played. And a LOT of things happened. It's a big bad mixed bag of experimentations, problems and discoveries fitting into each others like a tetris WR, and Kaos is involved more than once. Totten and Ralin also will have some screentime
Post by: Splint on October 10, 2022, 08:21:34 am
Post by: Darkening Kaos on October 10, 2022, 09:59:22 pm
Yes, we can ! Although non metallic armors are really untrustworthy in battle (their use is probably why we lost the town last time), we might have to resort to them as they are still better than nothing. But even in that case, we'll replace them asap.
In other news, Winter 155 has been played. And a LOT of things happened. It's a big bad mixed bag of experimentations, problems and discoveries fitting into each others like a tetris WR, and Kaos is involved more than once. Totten and Ralin also will have some screentime
Errrr, I'll plead the Calvin defence - "It wasn't me. I wasn't there, and you can't prove I was"
Post by: Cathar on November 03, 2022, 11:36:12 am
Arranged marriage
The season oppened rather happily, with the marriage between Kaos and a woman of his age by the name of Samas Opciro. She was a small fish cleaner, born in 126, likely in a seaside village. She was a mysterious young lady with no relative, and with a set of skill that was not given a chance to blossom in Kimaeslo Ori.
She has been complaining about the lack of dating prospects lately – and has she was in good terms with Kaos, Lady Desli thought about her as a good opportunity to arrange a good marriage.
Kaos was a good party : he had his own house wiith workshop in the old town, and being a redsmith, he was a member of the most respected profession in the city.
As neither had any present parent to take the decision for the wedding, Kaos and Samas were asked directly in a dedicated meeting in the water palace. They accepted promptly and after that, they had become husband and wife.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dff2x8c-456c74f0-e35a-4020-9019-a2398ec83363.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZmMng4Yy00NTZjNzRmMC1lMzVhLTQwMjAtOTAxOS1hMjM5OGVjODMzNjMucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.v1orsR_Uj1c6se4x2NnEzbRDbLE-Ihvk1AU6NP6brFo)
There was a modest party, and the town took those happenings for a good omen for the season.
Could they have been more wrong.
Osta, son of Smunstu
Osta was a goblin of intermediate class, born in 104 in Xestbax, small pit in northern Osme. His father was a bard and a writer, author of a recognized essay on Sestobub, the imperial capitale city, and his mother was a woman of unremarkable stature.
Like his father before him, he had a taste for good words and songs and wished he could acquire fame and wealth by travelling the world, spreading imperial culture.
Osmite politics, however, would call him to higher functions – after the death of his father, in a failed assault on Thomocemir in 138, Osta sworn to take his revenge against Mong Kima. Using his oratory skills to great effect, he gathered a following in the village of Usubuurar, deep into Osme territory. He spent a fortune in equipment, armors, spears maces and swords, mounts and troll rams – at the end of the year 155, he had effectively become a warlord, and would unleash his power against Kimaeslo Ori.
Frontal clash
Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBAYI2CvPA8)
(https://i.imgur.com/vojPRLQ.png)
The army of two hundred and so souls arrived at Kimaeslo Ori the 4th of December. It was composed mostly of goblin infantry, a couple trolls, and a small stable of beakdogs, some of which were mounted.
As Kimaeslo Ori was now used to resist to Osmite attacks, the war bell rangs immediatly and the population took refuge in their houses, with haste but without panic.
The army had been moved on the bridge barrack and would be deployed much, much faster than in its previous underground post.
They crossed the bridge and gathered between the old copper-roofed houses – it took them a little time to gather enough men to initiate a charge. When the sun started to set however, they were ready.
A strong rain coupled with the dimming evening light and the density of the northern forest made assessing the enemy troops a bit hard – but Totten and her captains were confident that, considering their level of skill and equipment, they could defeat an Osmite army of any size.
Besides, they had no other alternative at this point. Kimaeslo Ori did not have the ability to turtle up, making the amry the first and the last line of defense.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dff910j-2132d967-e6da-4c31-8e8c-e60b1b4ac359.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZmOTEwai0yMTMyZDk2Ny1lNmRhLTRjMzEtOGU4Yy1lNjBiMWI0YWMzNTkucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.5FflyMRL_B_q_OQvnJrPV_m8QcGDssZZq8iDFPXkmm4)
Islas, quickly followed by a couple of his volonteers, crashed into the dense osmite formation, shattering it immediately. The swordmaster first faced an unmounted beakdog – with a trust of his large bronze sword, he threw the animal on the ground – another thrust was met with the characteristic wheezing sound of a perforated lung – the captain knew his enemy would die on his own and turned his attention to the next. Less than a second later, his sword would lop off the arm of a crossbowman, and quickly dance toward another maceman coming in reinforcement, which he slew in two moves.
Islas Candoalu Okosenre Mithrup, the wild sword saint, did not usurp his heroic title – and he would dispatch the enemy quicker than they could cross the distance toward him.
The rain grew in intensity – soon, the rest of the army, led by commander Totten, charged toward the breaking Osmite formation.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dffgmr1-9dd55373-2c99-4d4b-b02d-ed4c50a2ca24.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZmZ21yMS05ZGQ1NTM3My0yYzk5LTRkNGItYjAyZC1lZDRjNTBhMmNhMjQucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.mPKyzRWu1Wa41_jC2ccsfwc__OmI8HcvyyGjiZXPirY)
Pearlite soldiers would walk in very tight formations, trapping small clusters of enemies in small cauldrons, then methodically eliminating them. In comparison, Osmite formations were loose and ineffective, their men were now walking backward, trying without success to avoid contact.
(https://i.imgur.com/yFQxioI.png)
Osme's initial attack was crushed and pushed outside Kimeaslo Ori's bordersand before the night was through.
It was however not the end of the battle just yet.
Mounted skirmishers
The second day of battle was the theater of Osmite cavalry flank – a group of monted beakdogs appeared from the woods and barelled toward pearlite soldiers, whose strengh was waning due to the prolonged effort, gear weight and weather conditions.
Monal, a swordswoman, was slain by a beakdog – her companion rushed her attackers and advenged her immediately. But from this point on, the pressure had changed side.
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Iwo, a swordsman of great strengh, jumped over the corpse of Monal and engaged the mounted soldier – he sank his pearl iron blade into the beackdog's skull – his rushing comrades quickly surrounded the cavalier and dismembered him also.
In the early phase of the battle, pearlites could progress unimpeded through a compact enemy formation – but now that Osmite were scattered everywhere, they had effectively surrounded them.
Totten had no choice but to order her men to form a square – they would have to endure Osmite attacks until they run out of steam – lost in the forest and surrounded by enemies on all sides, she could neither attack nor retreat.
The battle continued for hours. The rain, the mud, the tiredness. The army was losing its strengh, as it was harassed by wave upon waves of reserve troops.
« Where's my brother ? » cried Are. She was lightly wounded and was crawling in the dirt. She could not feel pain, but she also couldn't get up. « Where is Uzu ? »
Uzu was nowhere to be found.
As she was desperately looking for help, stranded and thrown on the ground, a large troll noticed she was an easy prey and rushed toward her.
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The timely intervention of Sothro among other soldiers likely saved her life. Soon, the troll's hemocyanin melted into the red blood of its goblin masters.
As for Uzu, he has been shaking in his boot for the whole fight so far, paralized by fear at the gathering point. Two of his men were guarding himl, halfway trying to reason with him so he would join the fight, halfway glad they could save their own skin by remaining at his side.
Only when he heard his sister in danger did he decide to join the fight. Fresh troops was what Totten needed the most at this point – the charge of three swordmasters into a loose skirmishing formation encountered little resistance.
Victory came some time after that. The end of the battle arrived quietly – Osmite reinforcements gradually stopped pouring in, then before they would notice it, the goblin army had completely disapeared and the day was finally won.
That victory did not have the same feeling as the previous ones, when it was achieved by violently breaking the Osmite army's kidneys in a glorious charge. This one was messy, clutchy, and the army suffered a loss and a couple wounds of various gravity.
The arrest
The army had a couple wounded, and new beds had to be installed in Ralin's little clinic to allow everyone to rest and be tended to. Wounds were not permanent. Some torn muscles, some broken bones, some fractures. All very painful, nothing debilitating. With the experience they earned by tending to Kiseabo for a whole year, Ralin and her assistants were confident they could heal everyone.
Nonetheless, Monal had to be replaced, and her sacrifice had to be comemorated – an engraved stone was commissioned – her body was burried in the field and a small memorial was installed deep in the mines.
As for her replacement, a man by the name of Dopod wasintroduced in the army.
Dopod arrived to his first drill in high spirit, and he was paired with Iwo to be taught the basics of combat.But as the newblood tried to hold his own against his senior during their first spar, Iwo lost all measure and turned violent, immediately stopped pulling his hits and striking his junior with actual blows.
Before the officers could understand what just happened, Dopod was left bloody on the ground, mounted by a furious Iwo landing blow after blow on him.
« Iwo, stop immediately ! » shouted Totten. As he would not comply, she tackled him, soon to bebe assisted by her squad.
Iwo was thrown outside the barracks, red, the face full of bruises and snort – they would deal with him later. Dopod was immediately taken to the infirmery – he was not in danger anymore. That, for one, was a relief.
Alone and outside the bridge, Iwo was still fuming red, and was on the look out for anyone to pass his rage upon. He would not have to wait a long time, as citizen would have to cross the bridge to go and ndress the corpses as they always do after a battle.
Kaos, married for less than a week, happened to cross the bridge at this very moment. Iwo jumped on him without rhyme or reason.
Thanks to his military training, Kaos could resist the unprovocked, savage assault – he had a couple fractures by the time the swornmens arrived. Kaos joined Dopod to the infirmery.
The trial
Uzu and the swornmens cuffed Iwo – this time, no mistake. The man had to be stopped before he kill someone.
Uzu dragged him to the justice house, and was tried immediately by Lady Desli herself. Uzu had Totten's soldiers give their testimony, and they were all beyond the shadow of a doubt :
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« It's an open and shut case » Uzu affirmed to the soldier. « If you would confess to the crime, it would save the town a lot of time, and we could proceed to your punishment immediately. »
« Tell you what, fine, I beat him up » Iwo confessed. « He thought a weakling like him could replace Monal – I had to give him a sense of reality. I might have gone overboard. »
So that was it. Iwo assaulted a comrade in arms, the facts were not disputed, and Lady Desli could pass judgement.
« A public beating with a wooden rod and a month in a cage. » she said, visibly upset.
Uzu made the mental note, then turned to Iwo again, encouraged by his first success.
« Alright, that settles it for Dopod. Now onto your aggression of the redsmith Kaos. »
This was a harder case – because there was only one witness, and Kaos himself decided not to press charge. Uzu decided to clench his fists and tried to extract another confession from his prisonner.
« What about you confess to it also, so you do not turn that sentence into a lethal one ? » he asked, trying to sound menacing.
This did not work as well.
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« Listen up Uzu, if I could be intimidated by some kid, I would not have enlisted » he said, calmly but firmly. « You want to end me ? Do your worst – I did not flee before Osme and I will not flee before you. »
Uzu felt very uncomfortable – especially since he did not really shine with his bravery last battle. Uzu hide himself during most of the fight, while Iwo charged straight into mounted raiders.
Better to drop the charge, he thought. He had already a confession, no need for a second one.
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« Now, we can proceed with the sanction » Lady Desli said sternly to the soldier. « But if you want, I can offer you an alternative : either you take the beeting and the jailtime, or... »
Iwo lifted a eyebrow. The beating, most especially, he wanted to avoid. There is no telling he would survive to it – he was married and had a child.
« Or you go fill up the garrisson at Edetledir, and you do not come back to Kimaeslo Ori. You take your family with you, you serve under Lord Toki, and you make damn sure we forget about you forever.
What will it be, Iwo Atemcobi ? »
The next day, Iwo, his wife and kid were hitting the road.
Freedom, consequences and lessons learned
Iwo and his wife were both soldiers, and would also need to be replaced – but this seasonal report is long enough already, and we still have ground to cover.
After those issues were solved – the military incursion repelled and the violent soldier expelled, Lady Desli sat at her desk and thought, maybe she had ways to improve the lives of her citizen. The book of local laws, she thought, may be a little outdated, and she thought that, perhaps, she could improve upon it.
And in the book of laws, the least popular was the Reglement on Comings and Goings applicable to both citizen and guests. That reglement was made in the time of the Aconilun out of necessity, as people woulds wander over the frozen sea and fall through the ice to their death, or go explore the caves alone and be swept by the underground currents to the bottom of the earth.
But that code was very wasteful. It designated an area in which the townsfolk were allowed to wander, and explicitely denied them any other venue. Maybe instead of restricting their movement to a burrow like one does with catle, she would just use more precise regulations. Do not go on the sea, do not go in the underground curents, and the world is your oister ?
Desli found no pleasure in limiting the freedoms of her population. So she thought, it was worth a try.
She promulgated the new law, and its effects were immediat. Productivity went up immediately – as people started to collect the trash, cleanliness improved immediately.
The trash compactor was now back into use – tons of discarded clothing were thus eliminated. At this rate, in less than half a year, the town should be back to its pristine condition.
But soon, problems started to emerge. One day, inconsiderate usage of the trash compactor rpojected debris at high velocity out of the machine, and a townsfolk was hit. Dazed and bloodied by the contact, the poor man fell into the compactor and broke his leg.
He had to be rescued – he soon joined the soldiers and the violence victims to the infirmery. It was decided that the trash compactor would only be used when filled, so that incident would not reoccur.
Rescues and recoveries
Another issue arose from the lumberjacks, who saw the relaxation of rules as an invitation to go and work in the underground forests. Indeed, the flood had made the underground caves very fertile to wood-like mushrooms, which make high quality material for a number of applications. However, the same current was known to be extremely dangerous and a couple woodcutter drowned because of it, at the time of the Aconilun.
This season, no less than three rescue operations had to be organized to save stranded lumberjacks.
Three pets, a cat and two tame rhesus macaques, drowned while playing in the caves – luckily, no human casualty this time. Lady Desli amanded the rules to forbid cave exploration, and to remove the ability of the lumberjacks to pick and cut trees without an explicit lordly order.
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Last but not least, Kiseabo recovered from his wounds – more or less. He now has to walk with a crutch, and cannot re-enlist in the army due to his crippling scars, but he is not bedridden anymore.
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To thank him for his sacrifice, he was given the responsability over the Candies of Jade, the local tavern-inn. He accepted graciously and gave his dwarven iron sword back to the army, before starting his new life as a barkeeper.
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Commercial balance is out of whack again. The weakening of our trade pushed our work back three years. We'll have to offer the guild a lot of goods, as we want to reduce our debt to zero as a core objective of the town.
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Post by: Splint on November 03, 2022, 12:08:02 pm
If we were able, I'd recommend tighter enlistment requirements (mainly preferring those with the ability to handle stress better than average) but that's probably not the most practical course of action.
Post by: Superdorf on November 03, 2022, 03:55:58 pm
Always a treat to read through the new updates!
Post by: Darkening Kaos on November 04, 2022, 12:03:10 am
Post by: Cathar on November 15, 2022, 12:15:07 pm
If we were able, I'd recommend tighter enlistment requirements (mainly preferring those with the ability to handle stress better than average) but that's probably not the most practical course of action.
Yeah, I was hoping military training would help Iwo gathering enough good moodlets to overcome his stress... Obviously I was wrong. But he would have snapped one way or the other, so in the end that's okay. He didn't do much damages.
Uzu is also in danger of snapping, I should really marry him to some girl and give him some time off. The rest of the fort is between neutral and extatic bliss, a long shot from the crime infested Aconilun.
Exhaustion can take even the strongest warrior, dwarven iron or no. Perhaps it's time to field a contingent of war animals, to draw away the blows of the enemy. Even dogs could help, in sufficient numbers.
Good idea, dogs we have in numbers, and we will have some jaguars soon. I'll give some kind of animal companion to every officer.
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Spring 156
Good river wind, stir this light boat
After the two Osmite attacks that shook the bridgetown in 155, people were hoping the kingdom would resume its counter-offensive, or at the very least that things would calm down for a year or two. The losses were acceptable – only one death, and a couple wounded among which only one had to give up his military career... a long shot from the four to five hundred osmite soldiers slain.
But then again, the standards differed quite a lot between Mong Kima and Osme. An imperial soldier would be made with a month of training, a mass produced armor and a soldier bought weapon – training a pearlite warrior was the affair of multiple years.
Nevertheless, Totten and her captains were hard at work training and equipping the next assault force – it was estimated that thirty masters-at-arms would be needed to complete the current operation.
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“Here are the information we have.” said Histamine, in charge of the strategy, during an officer meeting, deploying the hand drawn map to her colleagues. “To make sure we are all on the same page when it comes to our general agenda.”
“Osme occupies the east of the continent, and its core lands are protected by two monstruous defensive positions – Stustonako in the south, Stozuumu in the north. As long as those fortifications are battle-capable, the empire cannot be threatened.”
Essentially, those two lines on the east of the salt lake were a hard border delimiting the imperial core territory – they were themselves too well defended to be attacked by a force such as ours – Stozunako had over 3000 defenders !
But aside from its core territory and its heavily fortified borders, Osme also had a couple of advance positions it uses to harass civilized territories.
“Two more villages in the north, three in the south, all soft targets » Histamine said, pointing them out on the map. « If we take the villages in the north, we cut the ability of the Empire to harass the northern kingdoms. We take all five – we contain the whole Empire back within their borders.”
In her evaluation, capturing the village of Ngomzogast would take twenty masters-at-arms. The village of Bosastozu, almost deserted, would only need a squad to be convinced to surrender. Thirty men total would be enough to stop osmite expension in the north – with a bit of luck, this first operational victory could be achieved in 156.
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“After the Empire is contained, what do we do ?” interjected Princeling Sothro. “Do we try to pierce their defensive lines, or do we dig-in ourselves in the new borders ?”
Histamine shrugged. She had no idea. That was beyond her expertise – the civilian administration would have to take the decision... and if the kingdom was unanimous on peace being preferable, the best way to achieve it was still up for debate. As afar as she knew, the military did not receive a strategic order of total conquest of Osmestobûb.
Totten and Histamine, having been vagrants before settling in the ruins of the bridgetown, were naturally disinclined to use military force to solve a diplomatic issue. Not only the recquired prowess was significant, but the very idea made them uncomfortable.
“By civilian administration – you mean Lady Desli, right ? Maybe we can simply ask her to take a stance on the matter”
A clamor mounted in the village, and the officers made silence. Something was happening. Someone knocked on the door – it was a swornman, inviting the officers to come outside.
“Sorry to interrupt !” he exclaimed. “But all of you have to come at once !”
The highest honor
Outside, the population had gathered around the eastern gate. A squad of men in armor and carrying weapons and wargear was stationned in front of the arch, waiting for the authorisation to enter.
Lady Desli arrived soon after the military officers and their men-at-arms – truly, in front of that small squad, as well equipped as they were, the army of Kimaeslo Ori appeared properly gigantic.
“I thought I'd make an impression with an escort of Riverguard's elite” said an old woman, in the center of the arriving soldiers. “Turns out that Kimaeslo Ori's army surpasses Thomocemir's by a long shot”
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Men in her escort cringed a bit, but remained otherwise still until Lady Desli came to meet her. Desli never saw that old lady, but she seemed important. Maybe a noble ? Her escort, made out of Thomocemir veterans, indicated she could only be one of the two : a Thomocemir person of interest – or someone above that still.
There was only one kind of person above a Thomocemir nobleman.
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“The rumors in Asuciro do not give you justice” the old woman said to Desli, gazing upon the palace on the bridge. “Way better than Asuciro, this is for sure – and I've been told it is safer than Thomocemir, too”
The presence of the Queen Usu Ronumagen was unexpected, that was to say the least. Desli wanted to extend a formal invitation to her – she did not expected the Queen to come out of her own volition.
“I remember visiting Asuciro some years ago” Islas commented to Uzu, as they saw the events unfold. “It was a small provincial manor, farmers here have more luxury. ”
No wonder she took the opportunity to come in Kimaeslo Ori as soon as it was safe to.
But then he suddently became silent – he remembered that when he visited Asuciro, his companion managed to kill the queen's dog. It was not his brightest moment either.
As the Queen arrival was unprepared, the town did not have the means to accoodate her and her escort in appropriate conditions immediately, but Lady Desli made sure that workers would build a room for her in the top floor of the palace. As for her escort, they were given a set of beds in the old barracks.
As the soldiers were veterans from Thomocemir, they already had familial ties in Kimaeslo Ori. Such as Idem “Righteous Vandal” and Erod “Decimation”, both axemen of kingdom wide renown, respectively sister and brother-in-law of Sworncaptain Uzu. It took only a couple days for those two to have a small stone house built under the bridge.
On Royalty in the Kingdom of Pearls
The following days were spent mostly in trying to find ways to accommodate their royal citizen as much as possible. Luckily, she was way less demanding as we expected. She was given a room under construction – she accepted gracefully. She did not mind, for the season, to be without a throne room nor a dedicated dining room. As for her soldiers, they were integrated as-it into a newly formed Royal Guard squad. That expedition was eating with the rest of the population, participatinbg in the planting of seeds and, for those who knew a craft, to the economic effort of the city. We expected an old, petty noble with high expectations, we got a strong, accomodating, hard nosed old lady with few excpectations and a sincere desire to help.
Before we continue, a note on pearlite Royalty, and its relation with the kingdom.
The Kingdom of Pearls was founded by a bandit and vagrant by the name of Par, in year 2. Using her gang of brutes, Par is the one who managed to loosely unite the various ethnic tribes of proto-pearlites into one banner, and she ruled for about fourty years. The downfall of Par came when she invited a sorceress from Pesor-Ekba, another human tribe, into her court. That sorceress promised Par the secret to eternal life... Par's followers identified her as evil and chased Par and her mentor out of town, and elected a new leader, that would be King Peklod.
Peklod was an imensely popular king who oversaw the development of early Mong Kima and wrote the first book of law, and he ruled until year 103, where he was killed in his castle by Odlug, the Dominant Scar, the bronze colossus. After that, his younger child, Usu Ronumagen, took the crown.
She established herself in Asuciro as a guest of Lady Dilol – until now.
During her reign, Queen Usu was mostly a figurehead. Real power remained in the hands of locale chieftains. Attempts were made to unite the pearlites militarily, but such attempts were crushed decisively in the battle of Kostupu against the elves of Iferifiyopi. That battle, who saw the destruction of the greatest pearlite army of all times, also stripped the central power of all practical authority. Queen Usu and her court are sometimes seen plotting and participating to the affairs of the kingdom, but their reach is always limited by the power of the chieftains they can rally at any given time – in Asuciro castle, they had a couple farmers as retainers and that was pretty much it.
This is probably one of the reason of her presence in Kimaeslo Ori today. The bridgetown was quickly becoming the power node of the kingdom, and if she wanted to acquire some practical power, the Queen had to move her throne there.
Lady Desli was all too happy to oblige for multiple reasons :
One, the arrival of the Queen was adding symbolicity and legitimacy to her own power, making her an asset. Two, the Queen was extremely accomodating and her maintenance was surprizingly cheap and easy. Three, the Queen was married, childless, and 88 years old. Having her designate a Kimaeslo Ori citizen as her rightful heir could inscribe her city as the Kingdom's capitale for centuries.
The sad ghost
One day of spring, the queen asked for an audience to Lady Desli – she had a worried look on her face.
“I heard terrible screams in the night, like if a woman was getting murdered” she said. “Townsmen said those screams happened often lately – some think curses might be afoot.”
Desli nodded. She heard some complaints from the citizenry too. Kimaeslo Ori had to exorcize ghosts in the past, but thoses ghosts appeared clearly to the inhabitants. This time, nobody saw it – she can be heard alright, but until her name is known, there was simply nothing they could do.
“What would you need to exorcize this ghost ?” asked the Queen, a bit relieved Desli had some kind of experience in the surnatural.
“If this is a ghost indeed – just its name. If we could find it, we can commission a memorial stone and perform the exorcism.”
The queen nodded – an hour later, she went to Erod, the captain of her guard, and tasked him to find the source of those nightly screams. Erod gathered his men and started the investigation.
After interrogating townsmen, they came to the conclusion those screams were coming from deep underground. They armed themselves and fearlessly went into the depp underground to find out.
They emerged a couple days later, a bit tired, but with good news.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfhchqh-d1e195d8-3d6b-4314-8082-d1e4709a694f.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZoY2hxaC1kMWUxOTVkOC0zZDZiLTQzMTQtODA4Mi1kMWU0NzA5YTY5NGYucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.1OX0jl06B6xpa1exmFANhDSLoiFu8j5ucJUkewlLDtc)
(https://i.imgur.com/5IM2ZgP.png)
“We went forth and discovered the ghost !” reported Erod. “She was not hostile, so we could discuss with her for a bit.”
Her name was Kudpa, and she was a vagrant roaming the region. She did not mentionned why, but she eventually died of sadness and was left unburried. After her death, she found herself still roaming the land, not as a human, but as a undead creature, her pain magnified. She was now crying for help every night, hoping someone would eventually help her.
“Then we will help” Lady Desli concluded.
(https://i.imgur.com/bKiJOFB.png)
The redsmithing school and other projects
Some other less important happenings this season. First of all, Iferifiyopi elves came to trade, and as every winter, they brought some fuel, some fruits and seeds, some wooden chests and barrels, but most importantly, among the tamed creatures they brought, a female grizzly bear.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/deysspg-0b6300f7-2c67-439a-8f58-c98f2b3aed4f.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGV5c3NwZy0wYjYzMDBmNy0yYzY3LTQzOWEtOGY1OC1jOThmMmIzYWVkNGYucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.F6GSnBcvM82QhlyWTrN0JU2tFmqF0XgnjrjfP9I2gBc)
Please excuse me for reusing old pictures
She was bought immediately and trained by Figaro and his colleagues into a war animal, then paired with the male bear we got a couple years before. Producing war bears, alongside war jaguars, will be a significant improvement in our animal squads – especially since last battle demonstrated how much they were needed.
In other news, the redsmith have unionized.
(https://i.imgur.com/ifaI9RS.png)
This solves the issue of whether or not we should build a guildhall for them – now they are outright demanding one. Our long term project is to have them build a prestigious smithing school on the bridge, where new generations of redsmiths could be trained – but the building we are dedicating to the function is still a bunch of naked fundations. In the meantimes, courses will have to be held next to the furnaces, in the caverns. This will be temporary, of course.
Last but not least, the building dedicated to the craftmen's guild has been almost completed, its blue microline roof capping its three stories. It only needs a couple windows and furnitures, then it can be made into the luxurious place it is meant to be.
(https://i.imgur.com/Lgln5I4.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/C3yWt55.png)
Post by: Maloy on November 15, 2022, 02:45:42 pm
Post by: Splint on November 15, 2022, 04:49:20 pm
Possible solution to the economic hit from 'exporting' gear on our fighters - demanding tribute from the enemy villages, or failing that, starting out with cattle raids. Goblins are already remarkably petty and hateful people on average, and they've been dealt multiple humiliating blows besides so it's not like they can physically hate us more than they probably already do if we begin extracting wealth from them in some manner (besides peeling the metal of their dead) and selling it on to our trade partners or returning it blade first to their heads.
That map is particularly beautiful I just wanna say
It really is, gotta agree.
Post by: Cathar on November 15, 2022, 06:24:15 pm
That map is particularly beautiful I just wanna say
It really is, gotta agree.
Its big brother is in the works. Might take some time though
(https://i.imgur.com/PBFKNVF.png)
As for demanding tribute... It depends. Can't say I'm a big fan of bullying villages out of their ressources only to conquer them after. Doesnt feel right to me... Our enemy is evil but it doesn't means we can be evil too - our actions have to advance the agenda for peace. Raids to soften their defenses are acceptable though ! And I really really really want to capture Trolls
Post by: Splint on November 15, 2022, 06:30:02 pm
Livestock raiding stands to get us more immediately useful things like beak dogs and potentially other deadlier/interesting things (like cave crawlers or elk birds,) a breeding supply of which could stand to make our actual assault forces much more dangerous if they've been modded to be war trainable. Can even make the export of such creatures to friendly caravans another thing for the town to have a reputation for, similar to its blue dye and silk.
Post by: Sir Knight on November 16, 2022, 12:00:50 am
She promulgated the new law, and its effects were immediat. Productivity went up immediately – as people started to collect the trash, cleanliness improved immediately.
Oh, I'd been wondering! I just assumed that clearing up the post-reclamation mess was deemed a waste of time.
And now to the present . . .
Spoiler: AWESOME map (click to show/hide)
Wow. You even got some awesome lake monsters in there.
Post by: TheFlame52 on November 16, 2022, 04:08:39 pm
Post by: Splint on November 16, 2022, 07:33:17 pm
The queen! Raids! Fun things to come! Let's hope your raids don't bug out your military...
1. Can save before hand.
2. Make sure any pets or war animals aren't caged or pastured, I think that's why one of my own squads failed to return - can't leave without everyone, including assigned animals/pets.
Post by: Cathar on December 24, 2022, 06:23:13 pm
Royal commission
In the chill of an early summer morning, the town appeared more agitated than per usual, and some activity could be spotted near the bridge palace. The queen was in good mood ; she just passed her first decree since she made Kimaeslo Ori her capitale.
It was a sort of a bizzare drawing, made on a sheet of rope reed paper, depicting a large crossbow mounted on a wooden support.
(https://i.imgur.com/qKI52Co.png)
The queen had something for crossbows
She shown that plan to various craftmen of the town – all of them looked at her in confusion. The idea was very simple – a giant bow on a static support, whose string would be put in tension with a set of bronze gears. But the very idea of a large stationary weapon was so foreign to them, they thought the Queen had gone insane with old age.
To be fair with the old Usu, the technology for building crossbows was known for at least a hundred years. However, pearlite's military doctrines emphacized high-mobility engagements centered around a frontal armored charge – ranged weapons were seen mostly as a hunting tool. Why, then, build one that cannot move – and moreover needs a set of metal gears to be reloaded ?
Regardless, she was the Queen and her fancies were laws. A large camp was opened next to the southern foot of the bridge and craftmen were invited to make sense of the Queen's mendates.
Meanwhile, the Queen took a stroll through the bridge, and was given an investigation tour by Totten – they visited the new barracks, where she was given a run-down of the city defense plan, then walked all the way to the western side of the bridge – that could now be completely closed in an emergency.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfiac94-7b881c50-e54e-408b-9270-c88cd220682b.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZpYWM5NC03Yjg4MWM1MC1lNTRlLTQwOGItOTI3MC1jODhjZDIyMDY4MmIucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.X4sp2YXSq0GmSDk09GkfQ25TuokgkwJHhO6AybNIUMo)
While she was never part of any military force, Queen Usu Ronumagen was the opposite of the cloistered noblewoman she appeared to be – not only she has been an adventurer in her youth, under the rule of her father King Peklod, but she also took armsto defend Asuciro castle against the skirmishers of the Wulema Apasi elven queendom – she was among other things pretty competent with a long spear.
The town was still not sure of the necessity of building this fancy weapon. But if such was the queen's command, they could at least try to make something useable out of it.
Uzu's wedding
The swornmen were given a month off so they could help preparing the summer festival – most of them took their task with great humor. Uzu, however, seemed to fall into a deeper depression. He would complain all the time, most often to Lady Desli.
Islas, witness to the behavior of his adventuring companion, decided it was time for the young man to get his mind off work. He went to see Shebi, that herborist girl his age he previously identified as a good match for Uzu, and discussed with her the prospect of a marriage.
In general, arranged marriage were the norm rather than the exception in Mong Kima. For Uzu specifically, it was an absolute requirement : the young man was cursed with an ungoldly amount of shyness and nervosity and would never manage on his own.
The next day, Islas visited Uzu. He wasn't hard to find – he just had to wait next to the palace until the young man finished to complain to Lady Desli. The two swordsmen discussed the matter – Uzu wasn't hard to convince. He had the secret project of starting a family, but as Islas correctly guessed, he had no idea where to begin.
And like that, the affair was concluded. The wedding was arranged for a sunny day in the week.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfio3pt-88754337-5c32-45da-9a99-d2e9aaa16e39.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZpbzNwdC04ODc1NDMzNy01YzMyLTQ1ZGEtOWE5OS1kMmU5YWFhMTZlMzkucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.CHzmuRnPTplOTXkccGiq57Am42AL_ADvF8MpAR1KSv4)
Uzu's general state of mind, however, remained an ongoing concern with no clear solution in sight...
Famine creeps in
The arrival in August of a couple of new migrants pushed the number of citizen to 200, which is the limit we decided to settle for the moment. With a population this large, it was decided to open a new granary on the bridge, that would supplete the one located in the old town.
...and it was while moving part of the food stocks to their new storage that it was discovered they were nearly empty.
Well, empty was not the word. We had a lot of flour – but the breadmakers could not run it through their oven fast enough to feed the population. As a result, people started to have to go through the day on an empty stomach.
The situation was serious, as discontentment would not fail to rise should the situation continue. Alas, the merchants had left and a season would have to pass before the dwarves of Nishtiz would visit us. Decisions would have to be taken.
In the medium and long term, the fields were expanded and seeds of vegetables were immediately planted. New kitchen with clay oven were also installed in the old barracks to help produce bread.
But the population would also need to eat now – not in a few weeks. It was therefore decided to decimate the cattle – which we had aplenty anyway.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfizblj-9641b46e-8a9d-47e1-9967-b1a9518bc440.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZpemJsai05NjQxYjQ2ZS04YTlkLTQ3ZTEtOTk2Ny1iMWE5NTE4YmM0NDAucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.LazUJy3K57NTd5vR2n9vqPAG981359-AIqYW718AWIY)
Old heads of cattle were butchered and made into meat, bones and hides. For now, it is not a problem – those cattlehead slaughters were overdue, and the craftmen were starting to lack materials anyway. Hopefully, trader, fieldworkers and breadmakers could definitively solve the problem of food production before the herd is trimmed too thin.
(https://i.imgur.com/uzKpTMG.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/1gxKc0H.png)
Post by: Superdorf on December 24, 2022, 08:23:01 pm
I started messing around with ballistae again for a similar reason; the new mayor wanted a ballista part and I wanted something to do with the ballista part. They're a bit fiddly to make useful, but grand fun to fire!
Post by: Haspen on December 25, 2022, 05:22:42 am
Food scarcity doesn't surprise me; in my forts I make a big stockpile of it, then go on expansion/building/prettyfying projects, and then I notice the food/drink stocks went below 3 digits... with 200+ populace. Woops!
Post by: Cathar on December 28, 2022, 07:00:37 am
For the ballista, I want to make a secure firing position, either on land or over sea (on a secondary bridge for exemple), but that's a big undertaking and might need to wait until the palace is finished (one year top).
As for famine... yeah. Keeping a lot of edible furry friends around was definitely a good move. Food production is fine...food processing needs to be upgraded. We have too much flour sacks, not enough bread ovens. But all that is small setback, we'll adapt our infrastructure.
Next update may take some time as fall 156 was very violent
Post by: TheFlame52 on December 28, 2022, 10:20:25 am
Post by: Megaman_zx on December 29, 2022, 12:49:42 pm
Post by: Cathar on December 29, 2022, 01:13:57 pm
Glad to see this story is still going strong. Loved popping in for another peak at the humans of Mong Kima.Hey Megaman, long time no see ! Most of Zhotoabo's family is still in Thomocemir...but Kiseabo, the kid you named, is now an adult and is our barkeeper.
MK have been the engine powering my artistic improvement for almost half a decade now ? I regret nothing
Post by: Sir Knight on January 13, 2023, 10:21:35 pm
Yup, that's the sort of attitude we've come to appreciate. And likewise:
Next update may take some time as fall 156 was very violent
Dwarf Fortress, ho!
Post by: Cathar on January 18, 2023, 06:27:04 am
I remember when I started I'd always stick with this world, someone asked me what I would do when the compatibility break would eventually come. I say I'd just stop updating, and that is where I am, three-four years later.
I'm not even sure I'll ever play future versions at all.
Eh.
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Fall 156
Brawl on the bridge
Two september – fall had just started to fall over Kimaeslo Ori. Thanks to the expansion of the fields to produce some readily edible vegetable and fruits, the opening of new bread ovens and the slaughter of half a dozen heads of cattle, it was now certain the town would not suffer famine. Early harvest already started and oat bread was produced, once again, faster that it was consumed.
Not only that, but soon the dwarven merchants from Nishtiz would come – trade with them was made to such a profit for them that the towns merchants were confident they could haggle years worth of food in addition to the usual cloth and bone jewlery for metal trade.
Things were not perfect yet, thought Mate as he crossed the bridge, a large basket full of the fruits of the early autumn harvest, to be stored in the new granary. Not perfect – but improving. Those small shortages here and there, these moments of hardship and occasional trials – these are the growing pains of the new capitale city.
The sun had set for a couple hours now – Mate would go to sleep after that trip. Because of the night and his own state of tiredness, he did not see the large shadow advancing toward him at a decided pace. Unseen but not unfelt – in a second, the vibes of the peaceful late autumn evening became heavy and oppressive.
The large shadow jumped on him like a hawk on its prey. Mate did not recognize his aggressor – it was a vagrant by the name of Thakom, but it was the first time the two met. A large hand grabbed him by his collar and his basket of goods fell on the bridge.
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Mate did not know either why he was assaulted – the vagrant was probably after the food he was carrying. This, or it was simply dumb class-based violence. Mate, after all, was a high standing citizen.
Now Mate was not a soldier and had no military training at all. He was a cook and a bread baker by profession. He had, however, lived in Thomocemir for a long part of his life and violence was something he learnt to deal with.
He tried to calm his aggressor, he tried to wriggle out of the lead hand grapped around his hood cloth – when nothing worked and the beating was imminant, he called for help.
Help did not come a second too soon. A group of soldiers, socializing in the bridge barracks, heard of the commotion and jumped out of the building, weapons in hand – they were the volonteers of Bidkà, now all master-at-arms.
They took half a second to assess the situation – a pearlite vagrant was on top of a baker from Thomocemir, beating him senselessly. The vagrant was armed, and they couldn't intervene without risks. Mate could survive the beating...But if he didn't, what would the soldiers say ? And besides, could they really just stand and watch ?
Bidkà took the initiative and ordered her men to just kill the vagrant. A brief silver tinkle in the moonlight, and the vagrant was on the ground with a skull half open – death would come soon after.
Mate have been wounded in the fight, and it is in vain that he tried to stand up.
« The doctor will come for you » assured captain Bidkà, helping him to sit against the wall. « Don't move, and don't worry about what just happened. »
The corpse of the vagrant was thrown in the trash compactor, and a discrete stone was ciselled so an angry ghost would not come for a second brawl from the great beyond. Of course, nobody liked to see pearlites killing pearlites, and that issue with vagrants was the most regrettable of all – hopefully, the coming harvest and the autumn's fair would calm the spirits and ease the tensions between communities.
Mate would spend the following days in a hospital bed and be taken care for by Ralin – his wounds would eventually heal. He could has easily have been crippled, but at this rate he was not complaining.
Still, the bad omen the season started with was not lost on him.
Agitation
In the meantime, the military was growing restless. A long time has passed without any significant development in their campaign against Osme, one way or another. Large Osmite armies have been seen in the southern shores of the lake, in Stustonako, and there was little doubt the Empire did not lose its ability to wage an offensive war. Still, Kimaeslo Ori have been left untouched for a long time.
« We need to take the initiative ! » said captain Oko, the elder of the town's army, at the strategic meeting held 10th of September. « If Ossme doesn't advance its agenda, we need to advance ours. »
There was some truth to his words – most of the conditions for a successful advance were here : they had a lot of men, excellent training, good equipment. They could awlays prepare better armors and forge better blades – but there's a point where preparation turns into delaying.
« I want to see a great pearlite victory before I pass » the old man added. « My troops are ready, simply give the order. »
Totten and Histamine discussed among themselves. Two squads of volonteers were prepared to occupy osmite settlements – Bidkà's and Oko's. Their troops were indeed ready – not frontline ready, but still employable.
Histamine especially, thought about it for a moment. In the north, the villages of Ngomzogast and Bosastozu still needed to be taken – Bosastozu especially, begged for an occupation.
« Alright, » she said after a long inner deliberation. « I have a plan. »
Probing attack
The 21th of September, a large force comprised of the squads of Captain Histamine, Captain Islas and Captain Sas, assisted by half a dozen wardogs, arrived in the hilly village of Ngomzogast.
(https://i.imgur.com/OgPHxJd.png)
It was a small goblin settlements of about a hundred souls – as they saw the pearlite army, they tried to gather up a defensive force. But their efforts were disorganized and ineffective – they lacked armors, they lacked weapons, manpower and will to fight. Their nobility could only line up fifteen souls to defend the village – half as much as the pearlites, and a tenth as skilled.
It was supposed to be a probing attack – it was a crushing victory : Histamine's plan allowed for a total surround of the village, and its makeshift military was anihilated in the first engagement. The village was pillaged and victorious pearlites would come back home by the 23th.
(https://i.imgur.com/QnJa0pP.png)
There was a few looted goods, of course, but they were mostly without value – the attack had only one goal – to pin the troops in Ngomzogast and to prevent them from intervening to prevent the real attack – against the village of Bosastozu.
Desperation
In the spring, elves from Iferifiyopi had brought a female grizzly bear to the bridgetown. She was bought at great price, and immediately paired with the male they brought a few years ago. She then vanished a bit out of sight, as the life of a domestic bear may not be the most relevant to these reports – but as it turns out, the two of them have been particularly busy.
Soon, the beast handlers reported that three cubs have been birthed – one male and two females.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dflyfa0-a5e377e3-e525-46e3-9368-9c6ebc3cb1fa.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZseWZhMC1hNWUzNzdlMy1lNTI1LTQ2ZTMtOTM2OC05YzZlYmMzY2IxZmEucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.H2Ow2Ag5h02GVNYp9U6jMajwPaZoZy_dTVPO_IzJ2QA)
It would take a while for them to become the warbeast they are destined to be – but they'll get there. Elven warbeasts, after all, defeated the elite garrison of Tetzobsha, and if they could be used for ill, surely they could be used for good.
Among the people who were not touched by the coming to life of those three fur monsters, Uzu – still sinking deeper and deeper into depression as days shortened.
Islas had try everything to cheer up his companion. He spared with him, brought him to the tavern to drink, arranged his wedding, argued with Lady Desli so he could have vacations to wind down – nothing worked.
« Totten ordered an attack on Bosastozu » he announced to his friend. « Do you want to come with us ? It'll be an adventure, like in the old days. »
It was desperation at this point.
Uzu did not really answer. He gave a blank, emotionless stare, and shrugged. He did eventually agree to lead the attack as he would outrank all other participating officer – and so Uzu, Islas and their combined force of twenty souls departed for the village of Bosastozu.
For the brutal schooling it recieved in September, the village of Ngomzogast had a couple defensive advantages : it was located deep in the hills, had a rather sizable population and could, in a pinch, find a couple old swords and spears to arm its population.
Bosastozu had none of that. It was the home of twenty goblins, out of them only five had any kind of military experience. It was located in the valley, directly exposed to an attack from the south and was very hard to defend.
Even though it was Uzu's first try with tactics, he managed to surprize the enemy's garrison – they were goblins peons really. The ridicule force they tried to oppose to the heroes of Mong Kima was crushed in a single charge.
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Seven goblins were killed – that doesn't seems much until you consider the total population of Bosastozu – of twenty.
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More trash was also seized
When they came back, Uzu fell into a catatonic state. His eyes were empty – he stop responding to people around him, and walked aimlessly on the bridge. People of the town thought that it was it – the young man finally lost his mind, broken by the war.
He made a recovery a week later – but his state was so serious it could no longer delay an intervention : his whole squad was turned into a therapy squad, was denied training and forbid to work, ordered under severe penalty to take soe deserved rest, drink, and socialize for the rest of the season.
Editors note : At this point we're out of ideas for Uzu. That « vacation squad » seems to improve his mood but we can't tell if the improvement will be consistant or even positive overall.
Autumn fair
Dwarven merchants from Nishtiz arrived in mid-October in a rather joyful Kimaeslo-Ori.Their arrival was long awaited ; not only for the dwarven iron they brought every autumn and was crafted into humanity's deadliest weapons, but also because they brought along a collection of food barrels.
Histamine bought everything she could – until food production was enough to generate a healthy surplus, having a large buffer would prevent tensions with the vagrants – and among citizen !– from rising again uncontrolably.
This season especially, trade was productive. Food, metal, but also leather and cloth were bought in gigantic quantities. The craftmen of Kimaeslo Ori would not lack work for the coming year.
Bosastozu falls
At this point, the nothern Osmite settlement has been adequately softened and it was decided they would not try to deny Mong Kima's progress before they could reconstitute some fighting force. It was time to exploit and consolidate, starting from Bosastozu.
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Oko and Bidkà were sent with their squads to occupy the area – only twelve goblins remained alive there, all civilians, and they surrendered as soon as they were given the chance. Oko took position as the village's administrator.
This move effectively cut Ngomzogast from reinforcements and will facilitate its subsequent capture.
The fall of Bosastozu is a step toward the goal of the northern campaign which was to eliminate Osmite presence on the northern shore of the salt lake – the fall of Ngomzogast to follow is to be the first operational victory for Mong Kima since the beggining of the war.
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State of the war at the end of fall 156
This is about it for this report ! Maybe it is worth noting that the palace's architecture is almost done and just needs a bit of roofing to be complete. There will still be a need for a lot of furnitures and windows, but stonework will be available for other projects, such as developping the western bank, or building more housing to allow for population growth.
Oh, and Uzu acquired two dogs – maybe animal company will do him good, and Islas was acquired by a cat. These things unfortunately happen.
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Post by: Splint on January 18, 2023, 09:55:21 am
Good stuff on the update overall. A little military progress, a lot of development to the community.
As to updating, nothing wrong with sticking to a previous version. Sucks to lose out on some new features, but this 47.05 seems like it sits in a comfortable spot for your needs. Most you'll need is just an indicator of what version you're using now, and even that's just if you feel like making a note on the thread topic or not.
Post by: TheFlame52 on January 18, 2023, 09:10:40 pm
Post by: Maloy on January 19, 2023, 05:56:09 pm
Despite having the steam version purchased I find I'm still playing the old version a lot! Especially because I have a new love of adventure mode
I can say as a reader that the version you use doesn't affect how much I enjoy reading about Mong Kima!
Post by: Cathar on January 19, 2023, 07:36:45 pm
I'll just say it once to get it off my chest and never adress it again : I'm massively bummed out by the direction things are going. I'll try to ignore it but I've read some stuff on this forum as of late that I feel I should actively distance myself from.
As for Mong Kima, it will continue no matter what, even if it is not here, even if it's just for myself - I'm evaluating options and I made no determination so far. Maybe I'll format everything and put out a massive pdf one day. Or launch a website. I dunno.
Speaking of the future :
Maybe at this point we can decide of the goals of the Thaguk Alnos. My idea was to at least succeed in the northern and southern campaigns as laid out in previous posts, that would push back Osme in its historical borders - at a minimum. Ideally, we should win the war completely and crush Osme.
A secondary goal would be to raise the population to... 300 ? 400 ? To survive some 20 years at a minimum, to have a positive trade balance (I'm keeping track of it) aaaaand - I feel we should add a megaproject to that list. I'm taking ideas.
When we retire the fort, Kimaeslo Ori should be the shining jewel of Mong Kima. We have a big bridge and a (soon) pretty manor on top of it, but nothing that screams capitale city of the Nation of Pearls yet.
Post by: TheFlame52 on January 20, 2023, 06:34:45 pm
Post by: brewer bob on January 20, 2023, 07:06:59 pm
I've been reading this on and off since you started it (I think I wasn't yet registered at that point). There's some large parts I've yet to read, but I've been very much liking the story and how you portray the human society in your world. These kind of long running stories are a great inspiration to keep own games going, so I'm glad to hear you'll continue to work on it.
Also, it's been great to see how your skill and style in drawing has changed and grown during the time.
(I'm also sticking with 0.47.05 and don't see myself changing to the Steam version any time soon. Maybe when Adventure mode is in, but it depends on which direction things head. (At the moment, let's just say I have reservations and not much expectations.))
Post by: Sir Knight on January 21, 2023, 01:12:18 am
I can understand the social frustrations. I am very choosy about what I read and follow.
And, as a sidenote, I adore the cat-adopting-human comic. I needed that. Now to go pet the kitty who was meowing at me for real.
Post by: Haspen on January 21, 2023, 02:32:39 am
So . . . the bridge doesn't count as a megaproject??
Only if he puts a giant bronze construction over it with each leg on different side of the bridge a la Colossus of Rhodes :P
Post by: IncompetentFortressMaker on January 21, 2023, 11:34:29 pm
So far I have also stuck to 47.05 (actually been completely taking a vacation from DF entirely as of late), in my case mostly because it would be absolute hell to add graphics for my mod - if only because it's really rather too large. It adds some new weapons to the game, and with the way graphics works, that means drawing weapon sprites for the vanilla races as well as the custom races added by the mod, and of course drawing sprites for that is no fun either.
To end on a less gloomy note, kudos for taking it this far, that's no easy feat. If you choose to keep going publicly, I'm all in favor of that decision. And if you choose to withdraw and keep it going only for yourself, I get that, too - I won't hold anything against you for that. It's your choice to make, and I'm glad you chose to involve the rest of us at all.
Post by: Cathar on January 22, 2023, 09:26:11 am
yeah, some stuff really isn't going wellThe long and the short is : I'm hoping against hope that the concerned people will realize that their actions color how we are collectively perceived, start to weight the gravitas of their responsabilities and act like adults in the future. That's something that may happen after all. In case it doesn't, I'll prepare a raft for myself because I'm not sinking with the ship.
Whatever happens I'll leave an adress here so you can always follow how things develop in my virtual ant farm.
Anyway, that's all I have for that situation, now back to MK seasonals reports and discussions
kudos for taking it this far, that's no easy feat.
Honestly I love drawing, I love that game and I love that save. Spending time in MK is not work and that's why it will likely never stop (short of save corruption)
So . . . the bridge doesn't count as a megaproject??
Only if he puts a giant bronze construction over it with each leg on different side of the bridge a la Colossus of Rhodes :P
That's an idea... But January is the only month where the sea freezes in Kimaeslo Ori. Working on water may be extremely impractical for that reason (and bronze colossi have an history). Making stuff out of bronze would be a testimony to our vanity, which is great for a megaproject though.
A large fortification built out of living quarters. Somewhere between a castle and an apartment building.
I'm writing that idea down....But it's not Regal enough. Too practical, when we need a money sink
Post by: Haspen on January 22, 2023, 09:39:40 am
Post by: Superdorf on January 22, 2023, 12:19:01 pm
Maybe it could have a bunch of ballistae defending it too, since we know she likes those... some freestanding pillars/obelisks around it for good measure, in the style of DF city temples... catacombs underneath for lesser nobles/legendary citizens... I dunno man, go nuts :D
Post by: Cathar on January 22, 2023, 12:37:09 pm
How about a super opulent pyramid for the queen?
Actually all of my yes. That's what we need to do : some Cathédrale Saint-Denis monument to bury the kings of the kingdom of pearls, complete with a chapel, ossuary and all. Maybe the Thomocemir regiment can be made into tomb guards also.
Okay, so that's our next project. Massive burial and religious center for the royalty, let's go !
Post by: Sir Knight on January 25, 2023, 05:59:43 pm
Post by: Darkening Kaos on January 26, 2023, 08:56:57 am
Post by: TheFlame52 on January 26, 2023, 04:31:27 pm
Post by: Haspen on January 27, 2023, 12:54:09 am
Post by: Cathar on January 29, 2023, 05:55:55 pm
Too dwarvenFlame gets it
I've been moving away from the wacky dwarvy stuff for a long time, pretty much since I discovered how deep a rabbit hole this game is. Now I mostly want to build a city I'd like to live in if I was one of those little peoples.
I have multiple project ideas ; the tomb is one of them, as the queen is very, very old (88 years old) and can die any year now, but I also want to make a public arena where people can witness squads sparring.
Winter 156 have been played, and I have some good news, but I still have to draw a couple things, I'll post probably in a few days.
So to wait have a dumb meme
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Post by: IncompetentFortressMaker on January 29, 2023, 06:03:18 pm
Post by: Splint on January 30, 2023, 02:23:23 am
Could also staple the tomb and arena together, relocate two squads with permanent posting in town to act as Tomb Guards while also providing entertaining with thier sparring matches in front of the tomb. Could even dig out an underground chamber to store valuables in - nothing super huge, just a basement or something to serve as a suitable hidden treasure vault of sorts.
I dunno. it's late, ignore me.
Post by: Cathar on January 31, 2023, 08:08:57 pm
Ahahahaha that meme is perfect (if slightly out of taste from some points of view.)
I can do way worse, wait and see
I dunno. it's late, ignore me.We need a treasure room that's for sure, but I can't imagine it to be outside the palace. I've been thinking, directly under the roof.
Also yeah, we'll find some way to organize all this. We need a tomb, we need some bread and games for the populus, and I don't want to have the kind of dwarven arena players usually build where goblins get murdered. Combining the two...May not be necessary. We'll see we have time.
Winter 156
On fighting offensive wars while outnumbered
The recent solid victories against Osme in Autumn had shifted the direction of the war. If in 154, the fall of Udsmunstu was but a minor setback that would not prevent Osme from counter attacking, the fall of Bosastozu was different. It created a cauldron around the village of Ngomzogast and made its fall inevitable. It was the right time for Mong Kima to exploit its operational advantage – and there is nothing Osme could do. From now on and in the forseable future, Mong Kima would have the initiative.
There was just one little hurdle the pearlites would have to overcome : their own dwindling numbers. Attrition had favored them since pretty much the beggining of the war, it is true – and their numerical inferiority was never a very major problem as they defended their own settlements. However offensive warfare was a whole other beast. As their territory became larger and larger, they now had to expend more and more troops to occupy it, and prevent both a counter attack from Osmite warlords or revolts from submitted goblin peasantry.
Add to that the cost in time to train those troops, and in bronze to arm them, and the bill started to feel weighty.
Mong Kima could do as Osme does, and simply raze enemy villages to the ground and save up on ground holding troops... But it was decided early on that no violence would be exerted on unarmed goblins, so peace could always remain an option.
To high road, large tolls.
Now in January 156, this problem was compounded. It was indeed high time to conclude the northern campaign by the capture of Ngomzogast, but almost all occupation troops have already been expended in neighbouring villages ! The only available squad – so to say, was an half-squad in the process of reforming, led by an experienced captain, but with only half the required manpower and only medium armors.
« We can't pause so close to the goal » remarked Totten at the officer meeting. « The situation forces us to make do with what we have. »
A plan was devised ; Ngomzogast was to be softened further by another attack from heavy mobile squads and the idea of resisting has to be extirped from the minds of the villagers. Then, the occupation half-squad can swoop in and take control of the land.
« The only danger lies in the last phase of the plan » pointed Histamine. « If the occupation half-squad gets ambushed when they come and take control, we are at risk of losing personnel.
- Then we'll make extra sure they don't get that funny idea. » replied Totten.
Sas Durmucka and her men
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Maybe a note should be made on the character of Sas, the captain of the half-squad in question. If her troops were – let's say – varying in quality of training and equipment, Sas herself was a lady of great fame ; indeed, she was that lonesome swordswoman who defeated the Osmite probing attack on Kimaeslo Ori in 154, killing nine and capturing one. She could only find a medium armor to gear herself up, but could buy a large two-handed dwarven iron sword to Kaos' forge – and if she was alreeady defeat a squad on her own, with an arming sword made out of pearl iron, we had great expectations of her with her new large armor piercer.
Personalitywise, she was rather shy and mostly kept to herself, and even though she is prone to prejudice toward non-pearlites, she also believe peace should be atteined at all cost and would spare no efford toward it ; making her as close to a fit for the mission as we could expect.
On a side note, I also notice now that she is unmarried – kind of a shame, as suitors of her age are in large numbers in Kimaeslo Ori. Ah, well.
Her troops were however pretty unremarkable, varying wildly in skill and gear, as it is often the case in squads in the process of reforming. They all had some experience fighting, and all of them could reliably beat an Osmite soldier in a duel – but of course « slightly better than our enemy » is not going to cut it when the enemy has thrice our numbers – in their actual state, there is no way they could be used in a frontal assault.
Closing the cauldron
The 19th of January, an expeditionary corps arrived at Ngomzogast, compized of Histamine's crossbows, Islas' shock infantry and Sas' half-squad. They were met by a disorganized, tired, badly equipped and barely traine defense. Pearlites had over a three for one number advantage.
It was not really a fight – half of their militia were devoured by the wardogs of the expedition, the rest was massacred by Sas' men as they tried to flee in the trenches.
Having inflicted enough casualties and judging the village was now ready to surrender, the expedition retreated, not without pillaging every bit of metal they could put their hands on.
Meditating on agriculture
In the meantime, Uzu was still in his time off from soldiering. As the civilian life was pretty calm and there was currently no criminal to run after, he took some time to experience some civilian leisure time.
He was seen, in december-january, participating to seminars in the planter's guild, inspired by the recent expansion ; he shown genuine interest in agrarian reforms.
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The seminarists would lament the fact that no attempt at modernizing crop production have been made since Thomocemir's hanging gardens twenty years ago, and Uzu would acquiesce – especially considering that most of Kimaeslo Ori's exports is made in the form of plant fiber cloth, which benefits from agriculture development.
The link was clear to him ; the fields feeded and clothed the army, and due to the constitution of Mong Kima's external trade, it would also gear and pay them. It should be considered, Uzu realized, at least as seriously as strategy and diplomacy.
His visits to the planters guild opened his eyes.
This is probably why he took to learn swordsmanship when he was but a young kid, and pestering vagabonds and adventurers to travel with him accross the region – there was so much to see, and so much to learn. A yearning for learning – if you will.
Came mid-january, and he thought he learnt enough about the work of the earth. Later, he'd advocate agrarian reforms to Lady Desli – but for now, he wanted to enjoy the free time he was granted.
And so it was spent in the chapel – that is probably where he found his true vocation.
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It is difficult to convey what it is like to commune with a god without bastardizing the experience – so I'll just say Uzu was found there every remaining day of winter, in a sor of calm and sad trance, silently dialoging with Ino, goddess of crops and nature.
Impossible to report what they could have say to one another – one thing however is sure : Uzu's mood shows clear signs of improvement at last.
Editors note : I really thought I was about to lose my baby companion this time. Therapy squad, religion and alcohol was the solution after all. He went from +26 to +18 stress within the season. He's not out of the woods yet but he's getting there
Lady Desli's wierd hobby
When, at a town's gathering, a villager proposed the construction of a monument to the royal dead, that would also act as a burial site, Lady Desli's interest suddently turned on.
« A massive burial mound ! Of course ! » she exclaimed, visibly happy, and probably very glad she did not have to come with that idea herself – for it would be even wierder than it was now.
« This is an excellent idea ! I will commission the masons immediately. »
Of course, it was great to see the Lady so prompt to support the town's projects, but it was hard to contain the rumor saying she may have perhaps been a little too prompt.
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Doggy dog world
When the expedition came back from Ngomzogast, they immediately started to get ready for the second phase of that assault : getting Sas and her half-squad in control of the village. However, that would imply, as we already established, to go back alone. At this point, the half squad was comprised of two masters-at-arms and three soldiers of regular skill. It would be enough provided the village does not resist...But if it does ?
Hitamine had second guesses. Maybe she should attribute more soldiers ? Impossible : that would deplete the town critical defense...
The solution she found was to attribute to Sas no less than fifteen wardogs. They would compensate the lack of manpower. Besides, wardogs are enough to fight off civilian goblins, and Ngomzogast's army had already been pulverized.
A bit of preparation, and Sas was gone ! Ngomzogast was four days of travels away from Kimaeslo Ori, and the town could only hope and wait for news.
Four days passed. Then eight. No news of Sas, her half-squad and her dogs.
« I knew it ! » Histamine threw her hands in the air. « A half squad in half armor and half training... an eighth of what was needed ! The goblins smelled weakness, and she was ambushed, and now she's gone ! »
« Okay, let's not lose our chill composure » Totten calmed her. « Whatever happened, we need to know – if they are caught, we need to free them, and if they have been killed, we need to get back the bodies for burial. »
« In our defense, they were waving the white flag very aggressively »
A second team, this time made out of Histamine's crossbows and Islas's heavy infantry, was assembled and thrown like a ballista quarel toward Ngomzogast.
The 16th February, they attacked the village, which put even less resistance than last time – four poor farmers tried to sally out of the trenches. Three of them were shot by Histamine's crossbows she placed in ambush, an dthe last one happened onto Islas' squad while trying to flee, and was promptly rended into shreds.
The assault team explored the goblin village a bit, but could not find anything relevant. No prisonner, no cadaver, no clue – nothing.
« Alright, so this is a mystery. » concluded Islas. « Not only that they are not here- but this kind of defense, Sas could have dealt with on her lonesome, let alone with her squad. »
Histamine concured. « Yeah. She never reached Ngomzogast. »
The team started to head back toward Kimaeslo Ori, and that is when they meet them – Sas team was camping on a snowy hillside, playing with the dogs as they were coocking hunted small game over the campfire.
Eager to solve the mistery, Histamine and Islas went to them.
« What are you doing ? » the tactician asked. « We are pulling our hair back on the bridge ! Why haven't you seized Ngomzogast yet ? »
Sas pointed her dogs – and as Histamine did not react immediately, she explained :
« They are only fourteen. I'm missing one as you can see.
-You are camping here because you are missing one attack dog ? Are you kidding me ?
-I'm sorry, great Tactician, but the order you gave me was – I quote « no less than fifteen dogs » - as opposed to « about fourteen dogs and maybe one more if I feel like it ». »
Alright Sas. No need to be – ehm – sassy. The team came back to town, exasperated, but relieved Sas and her team were still alive.
The missing dog was indeed tied to a pole and was promptly sent back to his new mistress.
The 27th of February, Sas proposed Ngomzogast to surrender and they accepted eagerly.
Conclusion for the northern campaign
Before the end of the month, Totten gathered the brass of the town's army in the barracks for a great debriefing.
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From left to right : Anthil, Pum, Zar, Totten, Histamine, Islas, Uzu, Sothro, Erod
With the conquest of Ngomzogast, the large region on the north of the salt lake was now completely liberated from Osmite warlords, and the frontline have been pushed from two days worth of travel to the east, compared to when the campaign was launched in 154.
This time, the victory was not just symbolic – it was operationally significant. It effectively cut Osme from the northern kingdoms and only leaves the southern route to try and continue their expansion.
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The region known as Histekapap Hills is completely liberated
It was of course only a beggining. In the hills of the north of the lake, Osme's presence have been rather weak, and the territory was comfortable for pearlites to fight on. But to continue the war, Mong Kima would now have to attack on the way less inviting southern shores – heavily defended wetlands.
With the capitalization of Kimaeslo Ori, the town's army was now the central army of the whole kingdom. It was their duty to carry the war until Osme is pushed back behind its historical borders.
After ? After we'll see. There sure cannot be peace as long as goblin warlords are harassing the population of the west, and more especially threatening pearlites. But after ?
There was multiple reason to hesitate and to maybe refrain from pushing Osme further than its historical border. The first was – well – its sheer meat mass. Grinding through it is just not feasable in a lifetime, and breaking its morale may be a challenge.
The second was what is behind their defense, namely, Strulrabab forest – cursed by evil spirits and of no strategical value whatseoever. Finding brave souls to hold it – that would be like sacrificing them – and for what ; an inexploitable ghost ridden wood.
The third is, nobody in Mong Kima like the war. Pearlites fight because they have to, not because they like inflicting pain on people, and seek not to profit from the situation.
Totten introduced to her crew of officers the three new recruits : Anthil, Pum and Zar – each of them being tasked to recruit, train and field ten soldiers.
The army would then operate a similar strategy to pursue its advance : soften enemy villages with heavy infantry attacks, then having them occupied by medium infantry once their morale is broken. The added risk was the trade-off for the price – that was still acceptable.
Needless to say, the offensive will have to know an operational pause. The army had expanded all its occupation troops and cannot capture anymore terrain before they are reconstituted.
It may take some time, and it may take some bronze – but then again, it was the price to pay not to be a barbarian in warfare.
Family
Evening had fall upon the bridge and the officer meeting was coming to a close. Uzu wrapped his cloak around his shoulders to endure the cold of the winter night and left the barrack.
He was however soon joined by Princeling Sothro, eager to talk to him.
« Sworncaptain ! » he called. « Did you heard the new ? »
Uzu was dumbfounded. New ?
« Well, it's not exactly new anymore, but it's new to me ! » he said, lowering the tone of his voice. « It happend about four years ago : your sister Isha married my little brother Aso ! »
Uzu's eyes widened. Really ! He did not know what surprized him the most, the new of the marriage, or the fact he have been wiothout news of his family in Thomocemir for at least four years.
« You know what that means, right ? » Sothro smiled. « We're family now ! We're brothers-in-arms and brothers-in-law ! »
Some old news from an old friend
Back in 149 when Kashi infiltrated the Dark Fortress of Bosangasma to free prisonners and make contacts with the kingdom of Amegil, he was assisted by a well-meaning troll in his quest . Although the troll could not talk, the two of them came to some sort of understanding. Kashi even tried to bring the troll to civilization – the creature refused, but it clearly understood the intent.
Well, that troll was named « Badhaunt » since, as he assisted Kashi, he slain another troll that was pursuing his human friend, with one blow of his giant silver halberd. And for a long time, we thought we would never heard of Badhaunt again – his fate was just to wander the dark corridors of Bosangasma, idle, angry, and without hope.
Well, that was not to be. Lomoth, the lizard devil, Emperor of Osme, had his sight on the dwarven fortress of Thabostlor and was in need axe fodder to test the dwarven walls. Badhaunt was given nothing but a single command : seize and destroy Thabostlor.
He attacked alone in September 149 – he tried to break in the fortress, but was ambushed by a very well prepared dwarven garrisson, waiting for him. The poor troll managed to flee, but was sent back half a year later, in May 150.
This time, he was captured.
Thabostlor happens to also be the fortress where Waka-waka the gorlak, very, very old companion of Luki Usupim, was drafted into service when he left the Group of Released Flowers.
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Adventurers make wierd friends – and chance have those friends meet in this kind of infortunate scenarios.
Glad Badhaunt has not been killed. He's a good troll.
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Regional map, WIP
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Post by: Darkening Kaos on February 01, 2023, 04:32:25 am
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 01, 2023, 07:26:07 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on February 09, 2023, 02:07:53 pm
And further delighted that stress levels appear to have some resolution for our long-suffering friend. Frustrating that it lasted so long.
Post by: Cathar on April 13, 2023, 07:43:12 pm
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Spoiler: real life update (click to show/hide)
Post by: TheFlame52 on April 14, 2023, 02:18:02 pm
Post by: Sir Knight on April 14, 2023, 11:35:24 pm
Post by: MadMonkey on April 28, 2023, 11:37:23 am
Just a small message to tell people I am not dead, the fort is still ongoing, a new update soon.
(https://i.imgur.com/w7twbpI.png)Spoiler: real life update (click to show/hide)
I can't wait to get caught up on this!
Post by: Cathar on April 29, 2023, 01:55:39 pm
Geographical map :
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Political map :
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Cheat sheet on Minbazkar's human kingdoms :
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Spring 157
The hunters
It was the morning of the fourth of March. Because a cold shower was dripping from the gray sky, birds were mostly silent. The town was waking up on the eastern side of the bridge. It would be a slow, uneventful day, spent rather at home or in a heated workshop – it would still take a couple weeks for the spring warmth to settle over Kimaeslo Ori.
Despite the cold and the rain, a brave – if small – hunter was hunting for its prey. Perhaps it was his ancestral instincts, hunger or boredom driving the little feline to brave the weather – from dawn onward, he looked for wild hamsters, chimpunks and mices. Finding nothing in town, he first scoured the outskirt, where he was equally unlucky.
Hours past and the feline started to grow restless. He crossed the bridge to the western side – perhaps the relative widlerness of the western bank would be more gamey.
Unlike the little cat, there was no reason for Bosa to hunt. As a goblin, he wasn't hungry, and as a retainer of Ngom Snunngoso, he should have been with his comrades preparing for the attacked they planned.
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But from the moment he saw the cat, alone and within reach, Bosa decided he wanted to ruin the smal animal. To hell with the preparations : he had the opportunity of ruining the day of something and decided very quickly he would not let it slip.
The hunter, sudently, had turned into a prey.
A note on warlord Ngom Snunngoso
In the year 83, the small central agrariuan kingdom of Egapesor was ruled by King Ases. In western Tadecen at the time, the political going were mostly influenced by the shifting war and alliances of human and elven kingdoms – goblins of the east had yet to manifest themselves in great numbers, and their crimes this far were not as commonplace.
One day, when an Osmite child snatcher made his way in the city of Cusithamec and abducted his third born, King Ases did not know how to react, and the abductee could not be retrieved.
King Ases of Egapesor had a large legacy, life continued and the incident was soon forgotten – King Ases lived a relatively calm life until 146, where he died peacefully in his bed. The power went to his first son, King Kara, still in power to this day.
For the poor abductee, a four years old boy by the name of Mubo, it was the beggining of a long walk through hell. He was imprisonned in Bosangasma, the capitale city of Osme to be reeducated by his new masters.
He left his irons at 10 years of age to work the earth, and at 12, he married a girl about his age, another abductee from Egapesor, and over the years, the couple had seven children.
Of those seven kids, Ngom was the youngest. She was born in 109, spent her early working life as a bowyer on the village of Slaxuzustun, east of the Thruniino salt lake. She however knew something about her upbringing. Maybe she heard her father mention King Ases, maybe it is the way she was raised – Ngom knew she was to have the destiny of a queen.
And so, as she was producing bows and arrows to keep herself fed, she also worked diligently to create her own warband, recruiting every single goblin and troll she could get an ascendant on.
When, in last year, Histekapap hills totally fell to pearlite control, Ngom knew it was her time. She had a couple hundreds goblins under her thumb, and she saw pearlite army busy in the north – it was now or never. She gathered her horde, and took the southern route to Sposmipo wetlands – the mud, especially in spring, was an ordeal – it took them a week to reach Kimaeslo Ori.
The first among her troops arrived in the night of the 3 march 157. Bosa was a small leader among them, and was tasked, of course, to prepare a temporary siege settlement ; that would hold un til the whole force could be gathered and launched like a projectile against the bridgetown.
Bosa took his task very seriously – until he saw that isolated cat, after which he forgot anything about it. Haven't Bosa seen that fateful feline, maybe he could have prepared the settlement – maybe Ngom main force would have gathered harmoniously, and maybe the events would have unfolded completely differently.
He signed his underlings to carry without him, and with his silver saber in hand, he approached the small fury creature – remaining as undetected as would allow his heavy copper mail. Slowly, very slowly gaining ground.
Nested twists
And so, it is where we left the action. Bosa, the osmite swordsman, under the cold morning shower of spring, saber in hand, ready to pounce on a cat whose martyr he deemed more important than the invasion he was task to prepare.
Suddently, he leaped forward. The poor stray cat was totally taken by surprize – the silver saber hit him in the rear leg. The crude and blunt blade did not cut him very deep, but its weight and force crushed his bones and threw him on the ground.
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For a moment, Bosa thought he'd let the cat crawl away. With a leg broken, he'd probably die on his own. Bosa would then go back to his gathering comrades and participate to the preparations. He thought about it – and decided against the idea. He wasn't satisfied. Something, learnt early in his childhood, reclaimed satisfaction in not only death, but the infliction of senseless suffering.
It was not, as one could assume, something like lashing out, seeking revenge on weaker than oneself – it wasn't even boredom.
It was a feeling, common among goblins but unknown in human kingdoms, that consumes itself only in inflicting harm – a nameless feeling then, but which could aptly be named « evil ».
Bosa started to hit the poor cat again, with his blunt sword, with his foot, as the poor creature was hissing helplessly.
With his victim now throughly beaten down, Bosa felt satisfied at last : time to end up that game and go back to work. He lifted his sword – for the last time – and dropped it on the critter.
However, only half his arm came down – the other half, on the contrary, went straight up – with the saber still in hand !
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It was Princeling Sothro, son of Prince Ryukan of Thomocemir – and with the pearlite army on his heels.
It was only when the gauntled hand fell on the muddy sylvan soil that Bosa understood that for the second time this morning, the predator had turned into prey.
Crushing engagement
From the top of the bridge, the pearlite army could see the whole scene develop. The hissing of the poor cat alarmed the whole garrison, which armed and deployed immediately. Sothro, who was preparing a sword training for the morning, and who due to his young age was the nimblest of the captains, was the quickest to action.
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Bosa was slain immediately – and the Osmite army was still gathering in their camp. They were wholly unprepared.
Having saved the cat from his gruesome fate, Sothro's squad charged the invaders.
We know from the first fall of Kimaeslo Ori that the Osmite army should not be underestimated – but their strenghts comes mostly from their greater numbers and their Beakdog calvalry. Taken flat-footed in a small sized engagement, they could leverage neither.
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The Osmite vanguard evaporated on contact and their main force was pushed outside of the borders of the bridgetown. They tried, of course, to reorganize into a force to reach the critical mass necessary to overcome the pearlite defenders, but each time a group formed, it was engaged and destroyed by the armored infantry of the Nation of Pearls.
It was a complete rout – the invading army throughly wiped out.
Ngom Snunngoso, warlord and niece of King Kara of Egapesor, was found among the slain invaders.
Aftermath
The cat survived the ordeal. His hind leg are broken and it is unknown if he'll jump around again, or if hunger, instinct or boredom will drive him to hunt on the western bank again. He his otherwise fed by the town – pearhaps a kind pearlite will adopt him at some point.
Maybe the town could give him a name ? Ideas welcome.
Seeking peace
The sworncaptain Uzu participated into the defensive action. His mood, improving in winter, immediately fell through the floor again. Uzu was looking for a chance to bring glory to his family through martial arts since he was 12, but it is now clear that he is not cut out for the boots he tried to fill.
Being the son of Asin, nobleman of Thomocemir, one of the companions of Islas, and one of the best swordsman of the town, Uzu is a man that is dearly loved and help was provided to try to get him out of his progressing depression.
However, he is also occupying the post of Sworncaptain – one of the most important military office.
The elite swordsmen of his squads are a critical element of both our defense strategy and internal order, and cannot be immobilized indefinitely because Uzu cannot get it together. We also do not want to abuse him into his breaking point either.
It was then decided Uzu would be relieved of his command and assigned into a therapy squad at the end of the season. Should he overcome his hurdle, he would then rejoin civilian life as a craftman – he would, of course, always be welcome in the barracks as a volonteer instructor.
We are still looking for a replacement.
Mistakes were made
It was a few days after the botched invasion attempt that the elves of Iferifiyopi decided to visit the bridgetown. The city was still unnerved, but relieved to see friendly faces at last. And so, as every spring, the craftmen bring their creations to the marketplace to be exchanged against fuel, exotic animals, pelts, or simply donated to the maintaining of good relations.
However this year, it was not to be. Among the goods offered to the Queen of Iferifiyopi, the merchant found an item made out of wood. It was pearhaps just forgotten there, and offered by mistake.
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Extremely upset by their unfortunate discovery, the elves made a big scandal out of the situation and left immediately. The spring festival was cancelled. We have to make sure to be more prudent next year, as our relations with Iferifiyopi are very important for our diplomatic stability.
Urban development
A last note on this seasonal report is to be made on our urban development. Currently, we have three projects udnerways worthy of note :
• The Queen's grave has been completed to the north of the town. It will be part of a larger burial complex built around it. That mausoleum will be strictly reserved to the Kings and Queens and the most important of the heroes of the country. The genral population will still have stones carved with their names in the underground and bodies pulverized.
• The palace's architecture is almost complete and a wee bit of work on the roof needs to be executed. Aside that, we need a lot of windows to complete some of the stories and, of course, furnitures a bit later. Because large parts of the palace are still without function, we might need to decide how to organize them later.
• Work is being done to reinforce the western bank – to make it both more defensible against invaders and more accessible to merchants. Roads have been paved, buildings expended. In the long term,a set of walls similar to those on the eastern banks will allow people to live there permanently.
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Post by: Maloy on April 29, 2023, 05:04:09 pm
Romanian for mercy which is something the goblin surely lacked and was doomed for.
Yes, I say let him be an instructor if he so desires, but drops the post. It could endanger others and even if he enjoys the job the burden of such leadership is surely heavy!
Post by: Splint on April 29, 2023, 08:04:12 pm
Still though to everything else, diplomatic faux pas aside, y'love to see it! Town's looking mighty fine.
Post by: brewer bob on April 30, 2023, 01:27:15 am
I like ironic names so maybe Mila for the cat?
Romanian for mercy which is something the goblin surely lacked and was doomed for.
+1
Maybe also commemorate the event with a statue related to the scene?
Post by: Cathar on April 30, 2023, 06:15:19 am
As for Uzu... I believe it's genetic. His siblinghood have a history of snapping under pressure...and sometimes without pressure at all. If anything I believe constant training made him a bit more resiliant than his family, but now he's at the end of his rope. It pains me a great deal but I had to take more drastic measures than I was expecting - tragedy inbound next update.
Post by: Cathar on May 12, 2023, 12:40:07 pm
Seeking compromize
For a long time now, sworncaptain Uzu gave us cause to worry with his reccurent nightmares, his occasional burst of anger, and his harassment of Lady Desli with his unterminable list of grievances he needs to air.
Kimaeslo Ori’s population, like most pearlites, are a patient bunch. At first, he was given some time off – that he would use monopolizing the Lady’s time. Then, a forced vacation to the temple seemed to improve his mood a little...
Then, last spring, the attack from Osme resumed his nightmares. Not only that, but his sister, Are, also started to show signs of instability. The two of them were members of the guard, which could not operate in any capacity as long as they were about to snap.
It was a difficult choice, but the town decided to remove them from their position and reasigned to a less stressful, non-fighting reserve squad – so they could recover while not preventing the guard squad from operating. They would keep all their earn benefits – such as Uzu’s housing in the old administration manor – and their standing would not degrade.
It was a demotion – sure – but the guard squad had a mission too important to be left inactive… To the townsmen, it felt like the compromize favored the siblings.
As they would soon find out, the feeling was not reciprocal.
The pig, the goat and the stonemason
Very soon after her demotion, Are started to act erratically – in a foul mood, she would cross the bridge east to west and back, visibly looking for conflict.
Fuming and needing to lash out, she decided to lash out against the cattle grazing in front of the bridge – the 14th of June.Despite her young age, Are was a master at arms and her temper tantrums were deadly. The girl severely wounded a sow and crippled a goat.
Now had she decided to stop here, her family would have paid for the crippled cattleheads, she would have been sent to the temple for a couple months to cool down, and things would have settled without animosity – but of course, that is not what happened.
Witnessing the scene, Arko, a master stonemason, tried to intervene. That was a bad idea – as he soon became the target of her ire. The two quickly come to fists, and during the exchange, Arko was killed.
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Now a pearlite had lost his life, the situation could no longer be ignored. Arko’s widow was part of the military command squad and was crying out for blood, and as the situation happened in a crowded area in the middle of the day, there was no doubt about her culpability.
Are was quickly detained by her former colleagues.
From bad to worse
Lady Desli was devastated by the situation. In this case, there was simply no sweeping under the rug – everything happened in public, and both Arko and his widow were important citizens. Besides, the gravity of the crime was compounded by the fact Are has been a member of the swornmen – who took a formal oath to protect the people of the town.
Her hands were tied – she could not help the girl.
The new sworncaptain, a woman by the name of Godan Gililan, large, muscular woman, distant relative of the siblinghood, conducted Are’s interrogation.
The girl would not admit to anything, even under threat.
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That would however not save her. Fifteen citizen formally identified her. She was judged guilty – not of murder mind you, but of beating multiple cattleheads, and sentenced to a season in jail and a severe beating.
Severe beating, of course, was an euphemism for « execution », as she was not expected to survive the punishment.
The town loses three masters
The public flogging was conducted on the very place Arko was murdered by a sworman by the name of Mapo, less than 48 hours after the murder. It was so severe that Are died long before it was finished. It was expected ; the town had no intention of letting her live.
Murderer and murdered were given stoneslab with their names to be placed in the underground memorial hall, and their bodies were destroyed soon after.
The situation could not have a happy ending – this one left nobody satisfied – but it was better than its alternatives. Letting a former sworman getting away with the murder of a civilian master would have been so brazen in its unfairness that order could no longer be maintained, and the town could no longer even pretend to uphold justice.
An exemple needed to be done, and exemple was made of Are. That turn of events, of course, cancelled her bethrowal to Princeling Sothro – and left Uzu in a state bordering open rebellion. We really do not want a blood vandetta to take place in the bridgetown.
Before the situation could degenerate even further, it was decided he would be sent to reinforce the village of Ngomzogast., which was lacking manpower. His wife left first with their two dogs to prepare their new home in that goblin trench.
Uzu, before its deployment which was a barely-desguised further demotion, spent some time in the outskirts of the town, laying motionless on the grass.
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(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfwkhlm-b9807409-e456-48cc-861e-574783845034.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZ3a2hsbS1iOTgwNzQwOS1lNDU2LTQ4Y2MtODYxZS01NzQ3ODM4NDUwMzQucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.MfuvkuUQKnvG-O0LX_GbX1cVvV5mi7SfUdtwlwwWDcw)
It took him a couple days to get back his wits together and to finally leave the capitale city. He would soon after arrive in Ngomzogast.
And that’s how the town managed to lose three masters in short order, without contact with the enemy.
Not gonna lie, I’m going to miss Uzu the most.
The battle for Sposmipo wetlands starts
Last year, the conquest of Histekapap hills has been completed by the army of the Kingdom. Victory on this battle was the first major blow dealt to Osmestobûb since the beggining of the war – it was the first time they suffered important defeats in defensive battles. Sure, their armies have been repelled here and there earlier, but it was the first time they would lose a whole region to a human advance.
At this time, we made no secret that our west target would be Sposmipo wetland, whose capture would allow us to occupy three sides of Thrunino salt lake. As we recevied reinforcements from the kingdom – the migration wave of the 18th of July included Ases and her husband Pabat, both veterans of Thomocemir – we decided to advance our agenda by moving troops south of Sposmipo.
Now south Sposmipo is defined by three Osmite positions : the villages of Astrogstram, Amxuespo and Ngebzoreko.
The village of Ngebzoreko is a very small hamlet which cannot provide troops to the Empire and is therefore not a priority target – the two other are more serious, with populations of 30 and 90 respectively.
The 8th of August, an assault was conducted on the village of Azstrogstram – it was conducted by the tactic squad and the heavy assault sword squad, led respectively by Histamine and Islas « Wild Sword-Saint » Candoalu. That attack, as expected, shattered the village defense forces. There’s no need to stress it, as it as been clearly established that village militias cannot even slow down a compact assault made out of swordmasters in heavy armor supported by competent tacticians.
A second army was then launched a couple days later, led by Zar Ethlaida and comprized of mostly medium infantry supported by a canine squad. They arrived in the outskirts of Astrogstram at the end of summer and asked for the surrender of the village. They entered Astrogstram the 4th of September without a clash.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfwepqc-98031438-4201-482b-b0ae-798adbd20629.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZ3ZXBxYy05ODAzMTQzOC00MjAxLTQ4MmItYjBhZS03OThhZGJkMjA2MjkucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.psBRKfDSz904p4xI7FbXusRfObmTRPceFjPnbjdwYUs)
(https://i.imgur.com/fSAwjVN.png)
Azstrogstam falls
Tho don’t let that map fool you, we’re still outnumbered 2 to 1 by Osme despite our territorial gains
Now south Sposmipo should not be a problem for a long time. We have doctrines, gear and manpower to take control of the remaining villages pretty much as soon as we want. The hard parts will be the fortress of Stustonako, where most of Osmite forces are concentrated (5000 fighters!).
The battle for Stustonako, when it happen, will likely decide the issue of the war. We might have to delay this final confrontation until we have a significant army. Light and medium infantry is fine to capture small villages, but for professionally held, hevily militarized fortresses, we’ll need a large number of elite troops.
A quick tour of the new palace
On the topic of urban development, the architecture of the water palace is done ! Still the building needs to be filled with furnitures, and some windows are still missing.
(https://i.imgur.com/AnkUpMM.png)
The ground floor is used to house the new sworncaptain in its eastern aisle. The central room is used as a public office for the Lady, so she can hear the complaints of the population. It is also a passageway for higher nobles into the palace proper.
The western aisle is still unoccupied. Maybe we’ll house the bookkeeper there.
(https://i.imgur.com/gVdBzRb.png)
The first floor is still mostly empty, but will be a leisure room for the high nobility. The two rooms are Lady Desli’s quarters and dining room, respectively.
(https://i.imgur.com/7GhzHvx.png)
I’ll be honest I don’t know what to do with the second floor.
(https://i.imgur.com/VdWXxgI.png)
The third floor is the Queen’s floor. Everything there is hers. It still needs more luxury and furnitures.
Later on, we’ll install a coffer room within the roof. Alternatively, we can use the roof as a food storage so the nobility can survive a siege on their own for a bit longer.
We’re still debating on how to improve the building, nothing is final yet.
A song for Fair Tabas
"Kafek Bilthakom, in his cynic way
Sees the tragedy in this foul fray
And pens this song with a heavy sway
The Okuvuthe, vile beast of night
With claws like knives and eyes alight
Came to Paksamspi with great might
Shebath, Obu, Bollu, and the rest
Fought bravely but were no match, confessed
Their defeat and the horror's conquest !
Fair Tabas, captured by the beast
Taken away to an unknown feast
Leaves the village in unrest
Severely wounded, Themsol lay
Left to suffer and decay
As the monster escapes with its prey"
I will keep using ChatGPT to generate written content
An Okuvuthe, or « Moon Horror » is a large, bloated humanoid with two stubby short tails and wide, round, shining white eyes, that does indeed attack villages to capture women.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/db3qwfq-964fda1a-6cf7-49a0-9287-6a8def88a37a.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGIzcXdmcS05NjRmZGExYS02Y2Y3LTQ5YTAtOTI4Ny02YThkZWY4OGEzN2EuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.LqDzUqFhA6kwvOyPiWOyPcZzMKt-MulWqrZQvKBKgk4)
Old picture, will redesign
Such was the song that could be heard, some evening in August, when Adil and Gisep met each other to drink and sing. It was authored by a Dencothi poet, witness of the scene in a style typical of Pilalene elven music and poetry. It is said that he wrote this song, music and lyrics, about a year after the events, as a dream reminded him what the town went through.
Now the song is not particularly good, the lyrics not especially inspired, but the scene of two pearlite women singing a Dencothi song, written in a Pilalene style about an Okuvuthe’s destruction is a windows into the world of Minbazkar.
There is, indeed, deep cultural interpenetration between the people in western Tadecen – despite the wars, despite the animosity and cultural misunderstandings.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfwmj42-15d9e21d-cb40-4fc4-a682-57327850f3a7.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZ3bWo0Mi0xNWQ5ZTIxZC1jYjQwLTRmYzQtYTY4Mi01NzMyNzg1MGYzYTcucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.gzcHBPodli7bLz3T4U_I9L27g7CR-MZtVqsPU9B1I_E)
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Post by: Splint on May 12, 2023, 02:21:55 pm
Really unfortunate what happened with Arko being beaten to death thanks to intervening in a fight though, but sadly I've seen situations like that unfold before. Granted, my own incidents involved passing soldiers intervening in cases of rioting citizens mid-assault on those trying to mind their own business. Led to a lot of dead rioters. Thankfully such situations are rare.
On the positive end, good to see the campaign going favorably. Doubt the Osmites will give up the ghost even in the face of what look like crippling territorial losses, but that's a "them" problem. The manlings of Mong Kima have certainly more than proven themselves a match for the green tide, when they set their minds to it.
On the art end, I dunno why but I've been liking the pearlite weapons of late. Not so chunky and simple as to be seen as just slabs of metal, but not so big and overly detailed as to feel like a touch too much "high fantasy" for how DF generally feels. A nice "refined simplicity" kind of look going to'em, if that makes sense that just looks right.
Post by: TheFlame52 on May 12, 2023, 02:42:14 pm
Post by: Maloy on May 13, 2023, 08:52:56 am
My consolation when I lose favorite citizens
Have you thought about a bath floor for nobility? Fountains for the waterfall pleasure and if it is shallow enough(its either 3 or 4 deep) they can actually learn to swim rather than just drown
Post by: Cathar on May 21, 2023, 07:09:08 am
Thankfully such situations are rare.Yeah, morale is surprizingly good. We had problems with Iwo earlier, he was given an exile as a punishment. But now the whole clan Asin is giving us cause, and this is very unfortunate as I really like them
On the positive end, good to see the campaign going favorably.The loss of their villages is setting them back a couple decades in their invasion project, and will severely impede their ability to replenish their forces. The conquest will take time, but until we reach fort Stustonako, we'll only meet soft targets, so expect easy victories soon !
Are is very pretty! It's a shame what happened with her... Also, the palace is looking great!Thank you !
"We never replace great people when they leave our lives, but sometimes by their absence we are able to more clearly see those whose star light was obscured previously"Alas...But you're right. And Uzu is not dead after all. We might meet him again in the future.
My consolation when I lose favorite citizens
Have you thought about a bath floor for nobility? Fountains for the waterfall pleasure and if it is shallow enough(its either 3 or 4 deep) they can actually learn to swim rather than just drownYes, to my despair, we did try to make a traditional public bath in the past, but multiple blunders had us consider a safer design with just publiw ells and soap bars (just next to the palace). Working with water is extremely dangerous, and since we're above ground in a temperate region, it will freeze in winter, killing the swimmers. After losing a couple workers we just gave up the idea. It's alright though, the noblemen can still wash themselves in the public - well - showers.
Substantial efforts to improve hygiene across the board have been taken, a bit more on that next update
Post by: Cathar on May 25, 2023, 02:01:40 pm
Doom falls on the capitale
For a season that did not know Osmite invasion, it was surpizingly combat-heavy. A lot of things happened – and as we will see in that report, we seem to sail through the storm more easily than through calm waters.
Early projects
September started rather peacefully. After the capture of Azstrogstram, the town wanted to settle down and recover, reconstitute its forces and keep the war effort at a slower pace. Notable efforts were deployed to clean up the battlefield in the western side of the town – considerable effort with the number of bodies accumulated since the fundation of the city. This effort took the whole city – everyone went to the outskirt to lend a hand in that ungrateful task. Undressing the bodies, picking up decayed severed limbs, braving the swarms of flies to bag the liquefying corpses and transporting the sinister load to the trash compactor where they were disposed of.
That effort was made necessary by the project of expanding the town to the western side of the sea – but also to secure all the metal we can to produce more gear for the war effort.
Ultimately, this is the transformation the town is based around : transformiung wood and metal into gear, transforming gear and manpower into victories. All the rest, the trade, the craft, the culture, the hierarchies, the crafts of various sorts – are all subordinate to that main transformation, pushing toward the end of war.
In the meantime, urban development was also conducted in the west – the old barracks were upgraded, with the long term goal to transform them into an archery platform, with a ballista on ground floor, and a first floor dedicated to Histamine’s crowwbowmen so they can be used defensively. Roads were also planned in three cardinal directions to help the merchants to reach the town. Gates and walls were also planned so it would not come at the cost of the town’s defensive capacity.
Unwelcome guest
The evening of the 21 september, as a handful of new migrants came into town, we were pretty much extatic – we need more manpower to replenish our squads, and we need more hands to clear the western end of town.
However, a routine verification of the identity of the migrants threw the swornmen into a frenzy.
Most of them were totally unremarkable – mostly farmers from neighbouring villages. Two of them came from Thomocemir, but were similarly unremarkable be it by their skills or patrimony.
But one of them threw the alarm immediately ; he had the reddish skin of a man from Xakedgil – he was around thirty years old, but his hair was white as snow. This alone was enough to give the swornmen the certitude that he was a vampire – but that was not all ! On his head, a crown made out of human hair. And above all, during his travels, he mentionned to his companions that he was married to a woman by the name of Stran « Little Sadness »… a vampire we slain in Thomocemir.
He claimed his name was « Thep », that was of course a pseudonym – his real name was Mudung, a 120 years old vampire from Xakedgil.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfxwz13-08379a61-f48e-4bfd-9334-c8c734ebc22e.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZ4d3oxMy0wODM3OWE2MS1mNDhlLTRiZmQtOTMzNC1jOGM3MzRlYmMyMmUucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.__4xujkIaCuUMcZ6dVo4vFYfnaW8xFB2PI6UzN5pEZA)
Yeah we’re not letting you free-roaming in town, buddy
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Mudung was locked in a sealed room inside the upper mine. In time, we will give cure him of vampirism through the treatment we gave his wife back sixteen years ago – in the meantime, he can rot in his room. We might find a use for him – if not, we have an eternity to dispose of him.
When we have a bit more time, we might interrogate him – or find another use. So far, we have not considered anything besides locking him up to preserve our population.
Amxuespo falls
September came and went. With october, the military brass decided to capitalize on the momentum gained in late August – our objective was to capture two more villages before the winter.
Considering the terrain, our grand offensive strategy practically wrote itself – we had to take all osmite villages, one after the other until we reach fort Stustonako. After that… we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
Our assault tactics of storming their villages with heavy mobile infantry then rotating in lighter formations having proven effective so far, we decided to replicate it in our next target, the village of Amxuespo.
The first clash happened in the 11th of october. The village was protected by a handful of professional soldiers – mostly crossbowmen – reinforced by conscripts. In total, 13 souls. Islas’ heavy mobile infantry and Histamine’s tactic squad made very short work of them.
The 21 of october, Anthil’s light infantry was rotated in and took control of the village. Two remaining fighters, who were exercising noble functions between the first and the second assault, were executed for their effots : the new lord was drown, and his commander was beheaded.
Kimaeslo Ori rejoiced of that success ; as unsurprizing as it was, and immediately made preparations to push the conquest forward.
(https://i.imgur.com/sdggxaH.png)
Underground duel
Celebrations went however very shot lived. Two days after the fall of Amxuespo, Kimaeslo Ori was woken up by tremors coming from deep underground.
(https://i.imgur.com/aPI1IJH.png)
It was no earthquake
Osman, an old god, had just woken up deep inside the earth and was quickly making his way to the surface. He happened upon the old pearlite mine, and the creature, although its sapience was still unclear, understood the mine to be the shortest path.
The large mass of gemstone crossed the drowned mine without problem, then squirmed his way through the old tunnels.
When we heard the death screams of the moor vagrants who had taken shelter in the mine’s lower levels, we could not ignore the creature any longer.
We deployed Islas’ the heavy mobile infantry, Princeling Sothro’s medium infantry and the swornmen to deal with it.
The first to arrive at the scene was Izem Konzekonli, Princeling Sothro’s right hand man – large man with a distinctly square jaw and a wide body. He was wearing a medium armor, and was armed with Kerlebero, a blade of pearl-iron -all considered not the best gear to face such a foe.
Three mine-dwelling vagrants were already slain, it was too late for them. But itw as still time to prevent the monster from reaching the surface.
Against an enemy so large in a corridor so tight, waiting for reinforcements would have been pointless. He gathered his courage and engaged the old god.
With all the strenght he could muster, he hacked into the mineral body of the monster, which emited loud cracks after each blow. The creature squirmed and wriggled independently of the fight, visibly insensible to pain, causing the underground corridors to vibrate, causing a rain of dirt.
After a lucky shot on the creature’s leg, Izem managed to jump on Osman’s back
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The creature contorted itself and Izem lost his footing – reflexively, he swong his blade in the cristalline monster and grpped it with the energy of despair. Izem’s strenght and gravity combined almost split the old god in two in a sheaf of gemstone fragments.
Spoiler: Happy Osman was made out of soft kunzite stone (click to show/hide)
The bodies of the three slain mine-dwellers were recovered and destroyed to prevent miasmas in the caves – and to mbstones with their names were added to the underground memory hall.
As for Izem, he was treated as a hero as he came back to the surface, victorious. We’re considering bethrowing him to Lady Desli after that remarkable feat of arms.
Massacre at Ngebzoreko
Next on our path to Fortress Sustonako was the small hamlet of Ngebzoreko – diminutive settlement of no more than a dozen souls. At this time, we still had one light infantry squad to expand – Anthil’s squad.
Due to the absence of a professional fighting force in the hamlet and to its diminutive size, it was decided not to operate our rotation tactic and to send directly Anthil’s men to capture the settlement.
It was our hope that the residents of Ngebzoreko would recognize immediatly that the situation was desperate and would lie down their arms without resistance and save us a lot of time.
Which they did… however, Anthil’s squad was not as professional as we may have wished. The inhabitants of the hamlet were all captured, tortured and slain – two were drown, one was burried alive, another was burned at the stake.
We do not condone the acts of barbarism even when they are conducted by pearlites. Even though we are still far behind Osme in war criminality in this conflict, we have to remind ourselves that they are the monsters – not us – and we should act accordingly.
We’ll train our occupation squads so such incident is not emulated further.
In those circumstances, Ngebzoreko falls under our control the 8 november.
(https://i.imgur.com/JgG0081.png)
We are still outnummered 3 to 5, but the difference is reducing after each assault
In the meantime, we have no more light infantry to expand in offensives until further notice. We have to painstakingly wind up our next blow by training and gearing up the next wave.
Our next target is the twin village of Ngomzolak and Spugkadkustmob – of about one hundred souls each, we estimate we need two half-squads to occupy them.
Starting next season, we’ll try to scour the population for mobilization candidates – but we will recquire more migration as our population is dropping dangerously.
Icgilmater the Esteemed Star is killed
After the assaults were conducted, the town set itself to a lower tempo – everything that needed to b done was done, the war agenda had advanced furiously this season, the old battlefield was almost cleaned of corpses and the gear production continued steadily. We expected a calm but productive end of season, followed by a tranquil winter spent re-fattening the town.
A week after the capture of Ngebzoreko however, we received the visit of yet another unwelcome guest.
(https://i.imgur.com/f5iBAkJ.png)
Icgilmater « The Esteemed Star » was a cyclop older than civilisation, that was used to raid Osmite properties and devour its population. It has been attacking Bosangasma, Osmestobûb capitale city, for over 150 years.
Our progression in the south would have attracted his attention -the 15th of November, he appeared near the town.
(https://i.imgur.com/SR7rR73.png)
He soon noticed the beach dwelling vagrants and made a straight line to them – he took especially interest in that elven girl by the name of Vinena. Immediately, we scrambled every fighter at our disposition and threw them against the monster.
We couldn’t save the poor souls in the mine, but we would not let those in the outskirt die.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dfxmxyr-8a6e5b73-9fc0-474d-8ece-996885338f9b.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzFhOWE0ODkzLTFlMTctNDg5ZC04MTNmLTllYTljMTFiYjMyZVwvZGZ4bXh5ci04YTZlNWI3My05ZmMwLTQ3NGQtOGVjZS05OTY4ODUzMzhmOWIucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.VhQ82tlbLS2YJ-NWfQf-T2Bnbxzpc-2oOuZJZ0Co00I)
Luckily for us, unlike Osman, Icgilmater was made of flesh – it was soon charged from all sides by heavily armed weapon masters and easily slain.
Abuth, a member of Totten’s command squad, is the one credited for the deathblow with her bronze morningstar.
I see after verifying that Abuth is Anthil’s wife… I don’t like separating couples, so we might recall her husband from Ngebzoreko soon.
At least in those circumstances, the exploits of the wife lessen a bit the infamy of the husband.
Vinena suffered an injury to her shoulder after endring Icgilmater’s abuse, but we believe she’ll be fine.
(https://i.imgur.com/B4wZtT3.png)
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Post by: Splint on May 25, 2023, 04:01:05 pm
Also kinda makes me imagine "pearl-iron" as a human-made version of steel using sea shells and such for flux instead of calcium-based stone. Might be a neat little thing to add for modding something someday.
Post by: TheFlame52 on May 25, 2023, 05:06:07 pm
Post by: Darkening Kaos on May 25, 2023, 10:43:41 pm
Post by: Cathar on May 31, 2023, 03:52:06 am
Also kinda makes me imagine "pearl-iron" as a human-made version of steel using sea shells and such for flux instead of calcium-based stone. Might be a neat little thing to add for modding something someday.
In my head it was just a term to differenciate human iron from dwarven steel - irl the difference between the three state of iron (iron, pig iron and steel) is its carbon content. In the 1800, there was indeed a difference made between those three qualities in the french industry at least (an item could be made "de fer", "de fonte" or "d'acier") and those distinctions had a real meaning (in terms of pricing and applications).
However in our pre-christian bronze age kingdom, our tech level is simply not good enough to spot the difference, as it's not an alloy. They just get that dwarven iron is better, and domestically produced is a bit shittier without understanding why.
I had a similar want to call copper "osmite bronze" as copper was never used non-alloyed in warfare (the closest we get was arsenic bronze, which is almost pure copper alloyed with arsenic)
But I like the idea of using seashells as flux. It'll probably be canon from now on.
Else :
Winter have been played, but aside one big event it was rather calm. Still want to do 3 illustrations per seasons to keep up my standards, so if you have any idea or thing you want to see drawn, or one character being explored, now is the time.
Post by: Cathar on July 19, 2023, 06:08:25 pm
The old war for Sanrebtekkud
Sanrebtekkud was one of the earliest fortress of the dwarven kingdom of Lålrigoth. Located and carved in the stone of the south Sestanraz Range, it was meant to serve as the capital city of the young kingdom and as a base for further expansion through the range.
However, in the savage early years of the world, the fort would soon face mounting monster issues until its eventual destruction: two giant monsters in year 4, then five more between years 16 and 25 left the fort weakened.
It is in year 57 that it finally buckled under the pressure: a giant white bird of prey attacked the fort, killed its militia, slew the king of Lålrigoth and forced the dwarves to evacuate the fort.
The kingdom of Lålrigoth relocated its capital city to Bimnazom, further in the mountains – the roc bird was baptized “Nefolà Enorerofa Rèfa Yëmi” and became the god of the Sestanraz Mountain Range. The dwarves gave up on recapturing their fort, and the god did not launch anymore attack.
Peace with the wylde world it seems, could be bartered out of the situation.
That arrangement lasted for one hundred years.
Sacrilegious opportunism
Back to the present day, the war between Mong Kima and Osmestobûb had definitively turned in favor of the former, with Osme losing an average of two settlements per year since 154, and failing dramatically at launching effective counter-attacks. Now the pearlite army is closing in on Fort Stustonako, Osme starts to realize the dire predicament it finds itself in.
In early winter 157, a warlord by the name of Bosa Ultanguslu came with a new plan. Bosa was a veteran of the war between Osme and Ansgek, having led, in 135, a brutal attack on the Angsgeki village of Otutsong, far in the north. His brutality earned him the heroic name Sumxorualor, “Foundation of all sacrileges”.
Now was Bosa tired of the cold climate of Otutsong, moved by a deep sense of duty toward his empire or was he simply bored, winter 157 is the time he decided to engage his troops in another operation.
They arrived in Sanrebtekkud sometimes in January. What they did there, and how is still shrouded in mystery – but here’s what we know.
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A few days after they arrived, Nefolà Enorerofa Rèfa Yëmi woke up and flew away – directly in the direction of Kimeaslo Ori. It is absolutely baffling how a squad of goblins managed to do in a couple days what dwarves failed in one hundred years. More baffling still how they managed to weaponize a sleeping god in the war against Mong Kima – widening the front and earning a new settlement in the process.
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The 22 of January, the flag of Osmestobûb was raised on the abandoned dwarven fortress.
Fending off the flying god
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The 18 of January, Nefolà Enorerofa Rèfa Yëmi arrived in the vicinity of Kimaeslo Ori. When it arrived, he was so huge that its wingspan obscured the sun. A bit tired by the long trip it just finished, it landed on the beach where a small cat was sleeping – the god made it its snack.
Now it wasn’t the first time the city was attacked by giant monsters, even in recent history – still a big event, but nothing the town could not survive.
The army scrambled to prepare a defense. Because the monster landed on the beach, south of the main hub of the city, the army would have to cross half of the bridge to engage it – we feared that civilian casualties could be sustained before they arrived. Moreover, Histamine’s tactic squad and Islas’ heavy mobile infantry were out of town in an offensive operation at the time, and the towns defense was weakened as a result.
Luckily, one swordsman, a young soldier named Samas, was visiting town at the time – accompanied by a wardog that found his way through the city, Samas engaged the creature.
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Samas was neither a master at arms nor was he equipped properly – but he fought fearlessly until the army arrived and the god flew away.
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At this point, Nefolà couldn’t go back to Sanrebtekkud, nor it could drive the pearlites out of their cities. With nowhere to go, it flew helplessly over the sea, presumably feeding on sea life for the remaining days of winter, occasionally flying near the bridge and startling the population.
We’ll have to do something about it.
Military development
The story with the roc bird occupied most of the winter, in Kimaeslo Ori. Besides, the army taking a lot of time to recruit, train and arm their new squads and the tasks of generating more occupation forces was far to be completed.
Until capable forces are available to hold captured territory, launching a large scale offensive was pointless – but the army did not want to leave Osme enough time to breathe and reconstitute itself.
A politics of ambiant, constant scaled-down harassment tactics was decided, to grind osmite forces, drain their morale and reduce both their long term defensive capacity and their ability to mount effective counter attacks.
Two assault were conducted this winter, using the same squads as usual, the tactic squads and the heavy mobile infantry squad – the first in January 16, the second in February 23. A total of twenty six defenders were slain during those operations.
But again we lack the manpower to capitalize on those successes.
Weddings and burials
As the Lady starting to age, she decided she would marry soon to insure her legacy. The season has been rather calm, so now was as good a time it could ever be.
Now matchmaking has been inscribed within pearlite tradition – the taciturn and introvert population of the kingdom required that much. There was no set way to arrange a marriage – usually, the parents would petition the local lord, who would then try to match the suitor to other compatible candidates, essentially acting as matchmakers.
For marriages carrying an important legacy or political significance, it was also common for families to sign the deal within themselves, with or without the intervention of the nobility – whose roles would then be reduced to simply act the wedding rite.
All that to say that Lady Desli, as she looked for a wedding for herself, had already a list of age-appropriate bachelors on hand. She had no outright preference at first – her suitor would have to be important, be interested in the affair, be of good morale standing, and of similar age to her – Desli was 39.
Luckily, one of her one of her subjects filled all those requirements: Izem Konsekonli, the lieutenant in Princeling Sothro’s squad, literal godslayer, was still unmarried. Cue a couple weeks of preparations and underground work – making sure that the wedding would not upset other parties, such a hidden lover, or Izem’s hierarchy that could be annoyed by their military hierarchy disturbed by the union.
Having received the blessings of all relevant parties – including Izem himself – the wedding carried on and was concluded the last day of the year.
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On other news, Leto Pessalejas, high master clothier, was found dead in her bed at the end of the year. Although her death caused a lot of unrest initially, it was ruled that she died of natural death, her life having simply run its course. Born in 70, mother of 10 children. Among other things, she was the grandmother of Hustra, Zothoabo’s wife who got hexed by the lizard curse, long time ago.
Some of her children and grandchildren are present in town, most of them part of the army.
The death of Leto stings a bit, for emotional reasons first, but also because talented textile workers are the money printers of Kimeaslo Ori. Training the next generation of clothiers might be a difficult task.
Her body is cued to be destroyed soon, and a slate is due to be engraved with her name, and installed in the underground memorial.
Rest in peace.
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As a side note, this is the first time in years of game that I witness someone die of old age. Spooked me a bit.
Post by: Splint on July 19, 2023, 06:57:19 pm
As to the old-age death, I'd say that's something to be celebrated. Gods know most in DF worlds don't seem to get that lucky unless a gen is unusually peaceful.
Post by: Maloy on July 20, 2023, 01:27:41 pm
If you do just be careful even after training it military units who see it might bug out and try to kill it anyway!
Post by: TheFlame52 on July 20, 2023, 03:21:20 pm
Also congratulations to Lady Desli and Izem! And your art is fantastic as always.
Post by: Cathar on October 07, 2023, 07:34:57 am
The death of Nefolà
The direct consequence of the happenings of winter 157 was that an old god, the Roc Nefolà Enorerofa Rèfa Yëmi elected to take residence in the vicinity of the bridge. For months now, the pearlites did not know what to do with her – the ideal would be to capture her, but how? They installed traps wherever they could, but how would they catch a flying monster of this size?
Letting it flying freely was not an option either, as it was scaring the population of the town, and we feared that it would likewise scare the merchants, come the time of the spring festival. To drive it away, Histamine’s crossbows took position on the barrack’s roof and shot a dozen quarrels at her. It was enough to drive her off the bridge for a while… but we knew it couldn’t last. If the monster wouldn’t leave and we couldn’t capture it, death was the only remaining option.
It was the five or march when Nefolà decided to confront us once again. Util then, she has been probing the city for a gap in our defenses, and she finally found one . Spotting an elven vagrant, alone on the western shore – a poor girl by the name of Vinena Tayolyimepe – she decided to make a snack out of her.
By the time the army could react, it was already too late for Vinena: the monster was already upon her and would make quick work out of her. But her death would not be in vain.
The army rushed to the site and were fast enough to catch the monster feeding on the poor elf. It was now or never: they charged the monster.
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The battle was short and brutal. The monster was large, but the weapons of the army were especially well suited to fight it. With her wings damaged, Nefolà lost the ability to fly off – dragged to the ground, she was slain by the army. A spearmistress by the name of Laspar Nirsushsath dealt the final blow.
Because old gods deserve respect even in death, Nefolà’s body was destroyed soon after. Maybe it was a mistake – probably we could have harvested its bones for our industry... But no matter.
From now on, its spirit shall live on with us. On its behalf, we shall take revenge on the Osmites who drove her out of her home.
Diplomacy and war-planning
Last year, a diplomatic incident had cooled the relations between Mong Kima and the elven kingdom of Iferifiyopi – this is why we were very relieved to see they decided to come back this year. The spring festival could take place and this time, we made substantial efforts not to offend them again. This allowed us to buy a large quantity of fuel – necessary to processs Osmite scavanged gear into gear of war.
Iferifiyopi was not a party involved in the war against Osme. Their territory is located far into the west, and most of their people would likely never meet a goblin. But by providing war beasts and large quantity of fuel to our forges, they became one of our dearest assets in the conflict.
Efforts have to be deployed to please their exotic sensibilities, but those efforts do not go in vain. Their trade and support allow us to sped up force generation, which needs to go full sail ahead now.
This spring, no offensive action was taken against Osme. The death of Nefolà was enough of an adventure and the army needed to rest – but we’re confident that we can push the frontline comes Summer.
In other news, our trade deficit continues its steady resorption. Bookkeeper Oso counts that if we can continue the pace we have for twelve or thirteen months, the bridge would officially have given more than it would have taken from the outside world.
Achieving a positive trade balance is still one of our primary objectives.
Domestic development
Now that we have a lot of fuel, it is time to step up our industrial production. For a long time, the smith guild has been confined in underground forges carved in the old mines. It was meant to be a temporary solution – but somehow with the time, it ended up becoming the norm. We don’t want to leave our most esteemed craftmen lie more than they ought to in a state of precarity.
One of the large buildings we started to install on the western banks will be the new redsmithing guild. It should be a multiple-story building, with a metal shop on the ground floor, a large classroom on the first floor, forges and furnaces in the second and third floor, the offices on the fourth floor. This project will again take some time, but will become functionnal way before it is achieved.
The other projects in progress are plentiful : the barracks still need two stories and a roof. The bridge granary needs to be expended still, and the mausoleum is far to be finished. All of those projects continue to be worked n, but everything is limited by the rate of stone production.
Vagrancy is still a problem
Since the fall of the Aconilun in September 149 – almost nine years ago ! – vagrancy has been a problem in Kimaeslo Ori. Deprived of their legitimate government, a number of small communities decided to inhabit various places around the bridge for shelter and protection – the beaches, the forests, the underground mines…
At its roots, the Thaguk Alnos was but one of those small communities. Although it grew faster than its peers and was eventually formally legitimized as the new owners of the bridgetown – and then by the blessing of the Queen herself, those competing communities never moved from the places they settled in.
During the recorded history of the Thaguk Alnos, we witnessed a number of death among those “vagrants” and their number inevitably diminishes – life in the outskirts of the town is hard and cruel.
But in spring 158, their numbers was still high and conflicts between communities would happen episodically.
Such was the case in May, when a vagrant by the name of Fanu Pumekaslu stalked and killed one of the prized warbeasts of the town.
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Trained to trust and obey its human masters, the poor feline was taken by surprise and made no attempt at defending itself ; the vagrant slew him with his pearl iron knife.
That affair caused a commotion in town – not only a warbeast was killed, but it was killed in the oatfield and that scuffle trampled a lot of crops. Most of the springs harvest would subsequently have to be trashed.
Moreover, Fanu was not a member of the Thaguk Alnos and could not be judged by the lady – as he was not her subject. Justice could not be served. There was, of course, a remedy that Lady Desli could use to protect her property: her monopoly on violence. She could just have the man killed on the ground that he is a bandit.
The affair was brought to her, and she appeared visibly annoyed. There was no good available move for her. In one hand, the whole city was pissed about the event. The farmers lost a large part of their harvest, the army lost one of their prized warbeasts and in general, the citizen were made nervous by the presence among them of violent beggars.
In the other hand, was it enough to take a man’s life ? At the end of the day, Fanu was let go.
“I’m not bloodying my hands in that affair” she explained to her subjects. “No pearlite died, and even without the full spring harvest, our granaries are fattening. This is very upsetting, but IO cannot have a pearlite killed over a warbeast.
-What if he kills one of us next? Asked a subject. Are we simply to wait until his first human victim?
-Yes, exactly – Lady Desli responded calmly. If he kills one of you, I’ll give another judgement. In the meantime, I’m not judging a pearlite over a crime they might commit.”
Of course, she knew it was not a good answer. There was no good answer – letting the man live will probably invite more troubles in the future.
In the end, she was ruling on virtue and good principles; it was not meant to be the easy road.
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View of the southern gate
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Post by: Splint on October 07, 2023, 01:28:10 pm
Also your handling of the slain Roc is a hell of a lot more respectful than I would have been, I would have mounted its skull in the barracks or somewhere else of prominence as a show of power.
Spoiler: Personal OOC opinion on the matter of a violent beggar (click to show/hide)
Post by: Cathar on October 07, 2023, 05:58:35 pm
With that said, especially since the war expended our territory, and is slowly morphing our kingdom into an empire, we need to be extremely vigilent not to become the evil we're fighting. The life of a pearlite is essencially more valuable than the life of any animal, regardless of bonds or rarity... Ultimately we can breed more jaguars, but we won't breed more Fanu. I have a finger on the "find out" button but I prefer not to press it until I'm really left without a choice
Post by: Maloy on October 13, 2023, 05:43:51 am
Smiths get their own cool building too
Beggar better be careful that some farmers don't take justice into their own hands!
Post by: Cathar on February 11, 2024, 02:25:00 pm
Just a small message to say, I havn't abandonned that save, and Im coming back to it very soon.
Maybe a little question tho, maybe someone knows the answer : is there a way to exile / take control of a unit that is not my own ? Using dfHack, obviously ? I kind of don't want to chose between leaving vagrants killing my citizen and sending the death squads on the homeless, and the dilemna is killing me.
The summer has been violent and we have casualties, but also some good news. Actual update soon
Post by: Haspen on February 11, 2024, 02:31:02 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 11, 2024, 02:41:12 pm
Post by: Cathar on February 11, 2024, 02:48:32 pm
If the vagrants are standing still, could you build cage traps under them? Or are they marked as friendly and thus immune?No they are written as hostile, so it may work ! I'll try that then !
Seeing this pop up in unread messages is a happy occassion no matter the update or delays, Cathar, a testament to your skills in art and storytelling :3Thanks Haspen. I resent that life has prevented me from taking care of my little village especially in its times of troubles. Mong Kima is still my most precious pet project
Post by: Splint on February 11, 2024, 04:15:26 pm
And I'm glad and never assumed you'd abandoned the project, I eagerly await the next update! Those goblins aren't going to crawl back into their miserable homeland themselves after all.
Post by: Cathar on February 14, 2024, 10:01:23 pm
I'll try the cage solution in Autumn first tho
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Summer 158
Cipame escapes with his life
It had been a long time since the army of pearls attacked Osme – four months ! The problem is always the same: occupation squads, necessary to hold captured territories, are expended faster than they can be regenerated, which slows down the pearlite counterattack significantly. And the slow rate of operation, in turns, allows Osme to regroup and even regain the initiative at times.
The circumstances are less than ideal of course, but the position of the kingdom significantly improved since the beginning of the counter-attack.
Now on the path of the army of pearls stands the twin village of Ngomzolak and Spugkadkutsmob. Those two settlements, imbricated into one another, are the last step before the fort of Stustonako can be reached.
To occupy this settlement, a squad was formed from various trainees recruited from the population, and the command was given to Bidkà, a veteran fighter from Totten’s vanguard, who retired early due to her low and declining morale.
The 14th of June, Histamine’s tactic squad and Islas’ mobile heavy infantry were sent to soften Ngomzolak and preparing its capture – the previous attack in February went well, and Histamine, in charge of the planning, did not expect a lot of resistance.
The plan was similar to previous tactics – lure the militia out of the trenches to avoid difficult and slow trench fighting and negating the defender advantage. That plan typically works as goblins are not used to either fight defensively or even plan a coherent defense – and they just charge in recklessly as soon as soon as they realize they are under attack.
However the new military commander of the village, a soldier by the name of Cipame, was perhaps more tactically inclined than his predecessor. When the tactics squad rose the flags in the vicinity of the village, making their presence known and inviting the defenders to fight with choice words and hand gestures, Cipame did not rush in immediately. Because he was a newly appointed officer (his predecessor died in the last skirmish four months ago) – his authority was not really respected and he saw his force leaving the trenches weapon in hand – only then he decided to go after them.
Then when Islas’ mobile heavy infantrymen jump out of the brushes in which they were hidden and proceeded to massacre the helpless defenders, Cipame understood his first instinct was indeed appropriate and turned heels immediately, running back to the trenches for his life.
Now Cipame was too far away from the battle to be caught by the mobile infantry – in an attempt to stop his retreat, Evangelyne (dorfed off forum), a crossbow from the tactic squad, jumped in front of his path. Her shot missed and she was now confronted by a mortally terrified soldier equipped with a blade. The poor girl did not stand a chance; she was slain on the spot and Cipame managed to escape.
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After the battle cleared, the pearlite army decided to retreat for now. They had lost one attack dog, and of course one of their friend in the battle – against those two lives, osmite defenders lost ten fighters.
Ngomzolak was likely about to fall – but it was also the first time a pearlite died in an offensive operation; and if skills can be trained and weapons reforged, friends do not come back to life.
The fall of Ngomzolak
The month of June had Kimaeslo Ori look like an over sized anthill – the civil and military leadership were in accordance to decide that Ngomzolak needed to fall, and to fall quick, before it would have the chance to reinforce and recover. Additional weapons and armors were commissioned from the smith guild and after a few additional weeks of training, the squad was deemed ready on the 4th of July.
“We’re only here for the head of your master-at-arms !” Bidkà shouted to the villagers the morning of the 6th of July. “Lay down your arms and bring him up to us, and we’ll see that there is no massacre.”
The villagers were hopeless and their numbers dwindling – arms were dropped indeed, Cipame was tied down and Bidkà’s squad was let inside.
But once they were inside the stone buildings, deep inside the trenches, Bidkà had a change of heart.
“We indeed came to avenge our companion – we have her murderer under our thumb and this is good” she said, somber. “But if we only kill one osmite to avenge her life, wouldn’t her spirit feel insulted by such a trade?”
She then ordered to round the village nobility up, and could capture two more officers, who were thrown in a large hole then covered by earth. As for Cipame – a barrel was filled with water, and the poor goblin was plunged into it upside-down and held by the ankles until he expired.
Never should we grow accustomed to the horrors of war, but neither should we allow ourselves to grow weak as the final victory grows nearer.
This is however not the end of the fight, as the second half of the village is still held by osmite forces and would have to be suppressed also to complete the conquest of the area.
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Summer festival
Merchants from the traders guild arrived a week after the conquest Ngomzolak, and with their arrival started the yearly summer festival.
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This year’s festival was rather unremarkable… which is in itself worthy of note. The capture of Ngomzolak did not stop the border skirmishes at all, and the pearl army was still conducting heavy fighting on the newly established border.
However, despite the violence taking place in Sposmipo Wetlands, the interior of the kingdom’s border were pretty calm. The traders guild could travel between all the settlements of the kingdom without fear.
Histamine could not partake in the festival – she was on the front, so the seasonal trade was conducted without her, and consisted mostly of the same trades as usual: fuel, metals and other primary raw materials against luxury trinkets made out of cloth and bones.
With the development of the town over the year, its locally available resources are now almost all exhausted, incapable of regenerating faster than they are exploited – which in turn forces the city to rely on trade for its very functioning. It is incapable to produce metals at all, and its consumption of wood is order of magnitudes higher than its ability to grow it back.
The bigger the city grows, the more it develops its secondary sector and as a result, the more it depends on trade and good international relations.
The kingdom of pearls establishing itself comfortably as a powerful trade-based power is very satisfying to witness.
Totten fends off her attacker
It was deep in the evening of the 23th of July. Totten had spent the day in the market – not to buy anything but, as most pearlites do, just to visit, take in the ambiance, see friends and make merry in general. Earlier that month, she bought herself a luxury cloak that she was extremely proud of, and since then did not let pass an opportunity to show her purchase. Considering she was the commander-in-chief of the army of pearls at this point, this is a vanity she could indulge.
However, after the sun had set and as she was slowly walking back to the barracks, she heard a sound behind her that her lifelong training immediately identified as an attacker.
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She turned herself, avoiding the first attack – not understanding what the vagrant jumping on her, knife on hand, could possibly want of her. It was Fanu – the same vagrant who killed a warbeast in the spring.
“Stop that immediately!” she yelled. “Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?”
That was without effect. The man was clearly going mad. He yelled incoherently and tried to attack her again.
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The commotion soon attracted a public. Totten could have easily killed the man, and the Lady would likely forgive her for that.
But having been asked by Lady Desli to try to deescalate such situations. As she could deal with the man without killing him, she decided to spare him this time. She avoided his attack without difficulty, and restrained him on the ground until his senses came back to him.
Fanu calmed and his face burried in the mud, Totten resumed her walk to the barracks. Tomorrow, she thought, she’d go to see the Lady and press her to take a decision.
Now that it was established they would attack citizens, Desli would have to deal with the vagrants one way or the other.
The old gods converge to the city
The festival came and went. Aside from that icident with Fanu and Totten, everything went well. Most citizen did not even noticed the attack squads rotating in and off the front – which they did the whole season.
That period of calm was unfortunately brought to an end on the 11 of August.
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Rino Moyirathima “The turquoise persuader” was a bronze colossus. The second we met. Unlike the first one, Odlug “The Dominant Scar”, Rino did not have an extensive history with us. He appears to have rampaged in the mountains, mostly.
He destroyed the Kodsakzul dwarven village of Nishzon ion year 14, the osmite village of Ngomsmuksmum in the Sposmipo wetland in year 41, then back to Kodsakzul dwarves, the village of Astikud in year 120. This is not to mention his less important attacks on towns and travellers, reported almost everywhere east of the interior sea.
However, until now, he always left Mong Kima in peace. What did change his mind, we do not know – as far as we understand, this attack was entirely unprovoked.
Unprovoked and ill-timed, as Histamine, Islas and their squads still waging war at the border, the town was less defended than usual – and bronze colossi being probably the most fearsome foes we could possibly face.
The alarm was raised as soon as the monster was spotted. The army was equipped with heavy silver maces and blades of dwarven iron – we do not know of better fit weapons to fight such an enemy.
Weary but with brave hearts, every apt defender was thrown at the old god.
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It was a fight such as those usually only found in old folk tales. The weapon masters were nimble enough to avoid the attacks of the colossus, and their weapons had just enough power in them to dent and chip out its metal flesh.
For hours, the heroes of the army of pearls attacked the monster, relentlessly, taking turn to harass and strike him, aiming for its articulations, or trying to widen its chinks.
Witness to the whole scene, the citizenry prayed to Ino and Edri that the monster could be defeated before he could land a lucky shot on the soldiers – one lucky hit on a tired soldier, it is all he needed to kill.
Finally, one of its legs gave in, and the monster fell on the ground, causing a large tremor. With replenished ardor and confidence, the soldiers rushed him and stroke his exposed head until it totally stopped moving, utterly dismantled. The victory was achieved without loss.
Like it happened with Odlug, by magic or miracle, the body of the creature transformed into a beautiful bronze statue.
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Old gods and the magic related to them do go beyond our understanding.
The statue was given as a gift to the queen to be displayed in the palace – it had to be a lucky charm – and if it isn’t, it would at least remind the people of the kingdom of that epic battle.
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Post by: Haspen on February 15, 2024, 01:19:11 am
Post by: Darkening Kaos on February 15, 2024, 04:57:34 am
Post by: Maloy on February 15, 2024, 07:02:37 am
Also I always look forward to the map art too!
It's cool seeing the world come together and also for the city to turn into a trade center. Does this world have caverns? I'm imagining a dreadful scarcity of wood forcing the humans to delve and strip the caves of fungi wood. Or that might be too far off from what the actual aim of the game is here.
Tweak makeown
is the dfhack command I use it when animal people show up at my forts because I like to collect them
Post by: Splint on February 15, 2024, 10:18:55 am
Those executions of enemy leadership made me laugh much harder than they should have. I guess they seemed so comically out of nowhere that I couldn't help it. That said, those Osmite bastards almost certainly have (and like have had for some time now, considering even the kindest goblin is still going to be a prick on a good day,) similar things planned for the nobility of Mong Kima at this point.
And man, I love your depictions of the bronze colossi. Not sure what it is about them.
Post by: Cathar on February 15, 2024, 01:32:12 pm
The only reason that mugger is still alive is likely because Totten was off-duty from the sound of things. my experience with such matters tells me if she were on active duty she'd have probably smashed his skull in an instant, if he was lucky
Yeah, we should have dealt with Fanu a long time ago. I didn't take action so far because he only killed a beast and I value the life of a human over the life of an animal, but now that he attacks people, we need to get him out of here
similar things planned for the nobility of Mong Kima at this point.Oh we know what they do to us when there's nothing to stop them, since the first fall of Kimaeslo Ori. They just murder everyone.
To Bidkà's defense, every goblin she executed was a professional soldier, and the villagers get to live. Under our rule of course, but we'll make sure to be fair to them.
We need to get comfortable with the idea of dealing death... It's a bit sad but if we don't, we'll never achieve peace.
And man, I love your depictions of the bronze colossi. Not sure what it is about them.It's a bit inspired by castle in the sky. Except they are soulless murder machines.
It's cool seeing the world come together and also for the city to turn into a trade center. Does this world have caverns? I'm imagining a dreadful scarcity of wood forcing the humans to delve and strip the caves of fungi wood.Oh it does, but during our first attempt at this fort, we breached an aquifer and it's now partially flooded. There is wood underground, but it's too dangerous to be exploited now.
We indeed thrive more on the surface than underground, we're humans after all, but exploring the still-dry part of the caverns may be a good idea. We'll launch an expedition this fall.
Tweak makeownSo, the good new is : it works ! The bad news is : it's not the end of the story ! Fanu will still cause problems for a short while. More on that next update.
is the dfhack command I use it when animal people show up at my forts because I like to collect them
I still have two months to play and Ill work on the next update !
Post by: TheFlame52 on February 15, 2024, 03:12:29 pm
Post by: Splint on February 15, 2024, 08:31:45 pm
Assuming there's a possibility of finding a good spot (probably underground) you could set up a kind of pseudo-foreign quarter, making an open-to-all tavern/inn with beds for rent. - with a caveat to watch each visitor closely and keep the cap low and your artifacts well-secured. While the main draw will be bards, those same bards will often have desirable skills or combat training (I once took on a human bard who turned out to be a legendary-skill armorer who put all my dwarves to shame at the job for instance.) They'll also attract actual sellswords, which while those seem to usually be fewer in number are also useful, and adding the [MERCENARY] tag to more civs might lead to a spike in them appearing from many sources, as I think by default only humans have that tag (which is kind of weird.)
Applicants essentially get two years of good/easy living (or as close as we can provide,) with the expectation that they join the army when those two years are up, making them mercenaries with extra steps as well (only those individuals can also lead squads themselves after attaining citizenship, potentially allowing us to source entire strike teams from foreign populations.) Kind of like a bizarre take on a Foreign Legion.
And of course among those we attract we still get to keep the ones who happen to have desirable trade skills such as bone carvers, clothiers or smiths.
Post by: Cathar on February 17, 2024, 01:27:21 am
Fall 158 has been played. Funny stuff happened, but nothing very unexpected, it's rather uneventful. I'll finish the pictures and post the updates.
For the tavern thing, a bridgetavern was actually the idea behind Kimaeslo Ori, when it was originally founded. But nobody came to visit us (probably because we're technically on an ocean tile ?). But we can possibly use that Tweak makeown hack to recruit vagrants. After the hack, they are not made automatically citizen and have to apply, and get to use the tavern in the meantime.
I don't know if you would consider that cheating. An alternative would be to simply recruit the human vagrants and expel them, and leave the elves to their fate. For memory we have two communities of homeless in the fort : pearlites and Iferifiyopi elves. So maybe I can ask the public's opinion about them : what should we do with either ?
In either case, I will not use rescues to feed the war machine, that would be... a bit monstruous, but since we have houses and beds, it's a bit of a shame to have those people sleeping naked in the forest and in the mine.
I'm also considering diversifying our military approach by training a special forces unit, who would specialize in prisonner rescues. More informations next update
Post by: Splint on February 17, 2024, 04:46:48 am
If it weren't for the security concerns placing one more towards one of the map edges on either side of the bridge might have the desired result, but that'd be the kind of thing that would fall under being an experiment and probably not suited for the story here without a lot of set-up to keep such a thing properly secured against at least ground-based cavalry and infantry attacks.
I personally wouldn't consider the tweak to be cheating, since it's essentially fixing a problem the game is having. I've had to use it way back in 34.11 before to fix migrant waves more than once.
As a rescue-to-army thing, while monstrous at a glance if they have pre-existing skills and the personality for it or proper motive (such as monsters or the osmites having wronged them personally in the past,) no reason they can't serve in a domestic unit if there's ever the need to raise a new one or fill holes in the roster as they arise. But as story has some degree of priority, I'd still stress it needing to make sense in those situations which will vary from person to person and most probably won't fit the bill.
Having a specialist team to rescue people would also not go amiss. Never know when it'll be handy to have.
I look forward to the next update all the same.
Post by: Maloy on February 17, 2024, 04:34:14 pm
The vagrants are only there because of a bug and so dfhack would function to fix the bug
Or you could just massacre them all, but that is even more out of character for what you wanna do.
Not sure how others feel though I'm sort of the pokemon master of "tweak makeown" so lol
Post by: Cathar on February 21, 2024, 04:04:16 pm
After a summer spent in violent operations, be them offensive action on Ngomzolak village, battles against city-destroying machines or desperate attempts to deescalate community conflicts with the vagrants, the city was hoping to spend the shortening days of the year consolidating their gains and recovering from the effort. This fall and the following winter then, there will be no major force projection, and instead a focus on domestic improvement.
Fanu is evicted
The case of Fanu Pumekaslu, the pearlite vagrant turned market bully, who during the past year alone, trampled an oatfield, killed a prized warbeast and assaulted commander Totten. Now pearlites are an understanding bunch, but even their patience was running thin.
The issue had been presented to Lady Desli multiple times this year, but after the aggression of Totten, she had no choice but to act.
She decided to condemn the brute to exile to the city of Edetledir. That solution, she thought, was tempered and would satisfy everyone : the villagers would be ridden of a violent pest who attacked both men and animals, Fanu would be punished only lightly considering the increasing gravity of his crimes, and Edetledir would benefit from an extra pair of arms for its reconstruction. At this point, Fanu was a pest, but he wasn’t a murderer. People wanted to get rid of him, not especially to enact retributive justice.
Gal, a newly appointed swornman, gave the vagrant his expulsion order the morning of the 8th of September. With the order, his recommendation letter to be given to governor Toki of Edetledir, so he could easily find employment in exile – another effort by Lady Desli to do right by the people she felt in charge of.
« You have quite a trip to do alone, I suggest you leave soon not to be caught by the night. »
Fanu batted the papers with his hand – they fell on the mud.
« Regardless, you have until tonight to leave the town » Gal continued, « If we find you in Kimaeslo Ori tomorrow morning, we’re throwing you out. »
The problem was solved – Gal went back to the barracks to attend a sword fighting lesson.
Uquur comes to town
It was still the wee hours in the morning when a shadowy figure arrived in Kiseabo’s tavern, the Candies of Jade. It was an aging woman, carrying a large axe.
« I’d like to put a reservation for a room » she said. « I’d be staying a couple of weeks ».
At first, Kiseabo was surprised – nobody ever asked for a room in his tavern since he became a bartender – but an instant later, he realized that he knew that stranger : it was Uquur « Pale ghost by the candles »* Dirlugisep.
To say that Uquur was a famous person would be quite the understatement. She has been a persona in the world of martial arts since, as a young student of Stipoth Rozmowom of Tetzobsha, first axemaster of the kingdom, undertook the task of training the early militia of Thomocemir.
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Uquur joined Thomocemir in 131
Her renown grew even more as she fought on the frontline against Osme, as part of Pathril’s most sturdy fighters – to the point that the trader’s guild decided to name her as their mistress in 141 – after ten years of war.
Uquur was a fighter and have a limited trade experience, but her heroic status was enough to stop their decision. She then moved to the Queen’s residence, the manor near the village of Asuciro. At this point, her husband had become a captain in the army of Thomocemir, two of her kids died, and the last one had become a knight.
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Uquur remained the most influencial figure in the royal court, here in 143 and 149, respectively
From the court of Asuciro, she continued to organize the kingdom, establishing trade routes and keeping the settlements supplied.
Kiseabo, having been born and grown in the border fort in the swamp, knew Uquur personally since he was a child – he was very happy to see her again.
« Of course ! » he exclaimed. « Should I inform the Queen and the Lady of your presence in town ?
- No, just a meal and a room, that will be all. » she answered. « I’ll rest a bit, and go see them myself. »
A fight on the bridge
Later on the afternoon, there was a commotion on the bridge, near the eastern head. Fanu, who evidently did not comply to his eviction, was beating up a reindeer doe so badly that the poor animal was puking the content of her guts on the bridge, making vain and pitiful attempts to avoid the blows.
The population of the bridge would just stand around, witnessing the appalling spectacle, grinding their teeth, hoping Fanu would eventually leave without causing anymore damage.
Luckily, Fanu stopped beating the helpless animal before it was killed and the vagabond left the scene. The story however, was far from over : Fanu’s semi coherent wanderings taking him closer and closer to the barracks where Gal was training – furious and agitated even further by the violence he enacted earlier on the cattle.
For the general misfortune, he happened to see Gal going out of the barracks after the conclusion of his swordfighting lesson. Fanu’s blood, who was already quite hot at this point, reached boiling point.
« You ! » he exclaimed, picking his silver knife in hand. « I’m going to beat you so bad you’ll wish you were on the front » and immediately proceeded to jump on the poor swornman.
Had Gal be a swordmaster like most of the other swornmen, he could have batted the bully off pretty easily, similarly how Totten dealt with him in summer. But as it turned out, Gal was a newly addition to the squad and was still learning. The large bandit took him on the ground and proceeded to beat him severely also, breaking multiple bones.
As the beatings were happening in front of the barracks, something had to happen now. Fanu’s crimes have been increasing in gravity for half a year, and now a swornman had been injured and was needing rescue.
Elder Aru, a neswly minted light infantry captain, happened to have also been training that day. Very old man, Aru felt that any punishment the law could inflict on him would be comparatively light – as he did not had many years left to be deprived of anyway – and thought it would be best if he was the one to intervene.
Sword in hand, Aru kicked the barracks door open, surprizing the bandit and allowing Gal to run away.
« Ino be my witness ! » he shouted to Fanu as he proceeded to skewer him with his large bronze sword. « You deserve everything that’s coming your way ! »
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The violence of the scene was one step above anything that happened so far. The man was dragged on the ground, beaten with the edge of a sword, then beheaded. Witnesses and actors were all horrified – the bridge was all red once Aru was finished with the vagrant.
« This is something I decided to do alone » Aru declared. « I’m taking responsability for Fanu’s death ».
Though his actions caused the death of a pearlite, the old man received but a stern talking-to. Even if something would have to be done so the situation does not happen again, Fanu did indeed deserve what came to him.
Gal could walk on his own to the apothecary and his wounds were tended to by Ralin. At the time of this redaction, it is unclear if he will completely recover.
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The fall festival was rather unremarkable
The 17th of October, the dwarven merchants of the kingdom of Nish Tiz arrived in town. The open commerce with Nish Tiz is probably one of the most remarkable advances of the two last decades, as it brought dwarven iron to the kingdom of pearls. Not only that, but also because they are not shy about clear cutting their own forests, they turned out to be better fuel merchants than the elves themselves. Besides, the dwarves merchants are among the nicest we dealt with – they are appreciative of our crafts, come with goods we actually need, and their diplomatic demands are extremely light – all of that make Nish Tiz merchants very welcome in our walls.
This year, we were a bit disapointed that they would not bring dwarven iron in their wares – although we do not depend on it for our survival, dwarven iron has a tendancy to make difficult situations much easier and to generally limit the price in life of war operations, compared to traditional metals.
They did however bring a bit of tin and multiple tons worth of fuel for our forges ; we will manage to do without our yearly supply of miracle metal.
The army of pearls reaches Stustonako’s outskirts
Almost at the same time merchants arrived in Kimaeslo Ori – just one day after in fact, the second half of Ngomzolak village surrendered to Osmite forces. That means that, from this point on, the road to the fortress of Stustonako is completely cleared.
(https://i.imgur.com/DCQ3Fkh.png)
The good news is, Stustonako is the main defensive point of Osme Stobûb. If the fortress falls, the Empire falls with it. All its fighting forces are concentrated inside the black fortress.
The bad news is, even reaching the fort itself will be a slog. It is surrounded by no less than ten suburbs, themselves dug into swamp mud, that we will have to take before the siege of Stustonako can even begin. And after that, it is only the start of the difficulties : one thousand cavalrymen, one thousand war trolls and two thousand regular infantry wait for us in the fortress.
Hard times are still ahead, but we’re marching forward.
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Uquur formally joins the fortress
After a couple weeks spent in the Candies of Jade, Uquur decided to make her way to the water palace and officially meet with Lady Desli. She expressed her deepest apologies for the behavior of some of the men under her responsability – a group Fanu was a part of – and requested citizenship of the bridgetown.
Now Uquur was famous kingdomwide, and her place, as the mistress of the trade guild, was near the Queen to organize trade and logistics. Her plea was accepted, of course
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Having Uquur on hand would allow the capitale city to make trades with the settlements way, way more effective, and request from the villages goods that they are actually in need of ; metals and fuel as of now.
Uquur also gave Stama Ago, her artefact iron great axe with whhich she slew a hundred osmite, to the town’s army.
New laws on vagrancy
With the return of Uquur and what happend with Fanu, it became crystal clear that the town needed to act to solve the homelessness problem – especially considering most pearlite vagrants were members of the traders guild before Kimaeslo Ori first destruction in 149.
Henceforth, after a few days of deliberation, here is the laws on homelessness that the town will abide by from now on :
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• Starting this winter, an integration program is to be started. Vagrants will be let in the tavern and processed one by one. We won’t proces more vagrants than we have room in the inn.
• Vagrants will no longer be ignored by the justice system. If a vagrant commits a crime, he will be exiled if the crime does not result in the loss of life of a pearlite, and killed if it does.
• Vagrants are barred from partaking in any miliatry operation for two years starting for their date of processing – this is to prevent their own abuse.
• Forest dwellers will be processed before mine-dwellers, ethnic pearlites will be processed before elves
• Work, clothes and habitation will be made available to them at the town’s expense
This may take time, and this may be ammended according to emergin needs, but those are the guidelines we’ll try to follow.
The mines are extended in search of new microline veins
Now we might just add a note about the mine extention project going on in the caves. Lately, our reserves of microline has ran a bit dry, which makes the town construction project a bit longer than it should. Microline is a decorative stone that we use to make roof and floor tiles, usually to contrast with the light gray dolomite blocks. Microline is pretty and cheap, but the extracted reserves is now exhausted. New mining projects has therefore been planned to find new veins and to supply stone cutters ith some raw material. Further extention projects are to be expected.
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There are still a lot of untapped microline veins left in the caves
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* The proposed translation is « Taupe Haunt of Wax ». If you have a better interpretative translation, by all means.
Post by: Splint on February 21, 2024, 06:10:04 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 16, 2024, 09:55:16 am
Forest dwellers are welcomed in
As it was scheduled in Fall, the plan to eliminate homelessness in Kimaeslo Ori was eneacted the first day of Winter. Civil servants scoured the vicinity of the town in search of all vagrants that would qualify. For now, only the most vulnerable would: they would have to live on the surface and be ethnically Pearlite. This is because vagrants living in small community in the mines are typically more organized and are sheltered from both monsters and elements.
Only Pearlite vagrants would qualify because at this point in time, we haven’t decided what to do of the elves. The whole Kingdom of Pearls did not count any elves among its subjects, and that was not a taboo we were ready to break without serious considerations.
Some of them were found in the woods. Osp and Gite were found hidden next to the distilleries, Lesno “Scorching Fields” Akkarpika was still sleeping with the cattle.
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Here is the registry of people who were thus found and brought to civilization:
• Osp Desocuro
• Gite Candosagmo
• Mel Oquohmokun
• Lesno Akkarpika Belrokjeha (“Scorching fields”)
• Ivak Kethasmur
• Umci Ehilàlat
That little team of vagrants was given season-appropriate clothes, welcomed into the inn “The Candies of Jade” where Kiseabo gave them foods, drink and shelter.
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They would remain here for a couple weeks, until they decide, one after another, to apply for citizenship. They are excluded from military service until the first day of Spring 161.
As he was treating them and conversing with them, Kiseabo made two observations about them : firstly, all of them had grew accustomed to nudity, and would not mind being naked in public at all anymore – those almost ten years of surviving alone in the wild did that to them. Another observation: they almost all decided to buy bows and arrows, often trading their personal weapons for it. No doubt they elected to leverage their experience living in the wild to earn their stay as huntsmen.
A lingering problem, plaguing the town since it was re-founded in 149 – almost ten years ago – was about to get definitively solved.
Special forces and other logistical developments
Those last years, the army of Pearls made significant progress in the war against Osme. A strategy of assault with extremely heavy and experienced troops followed by an occupation of the conquered territory by lighters formations allowed Mong Kima to seize all Osmite settlement in the civilized territories – alongside most of their population.
For the usual bread-and-butter tasks of such a strategy, everything was already in place for a long time ; supplying, fielding, using and replenishing conventional battle troops was a skill long mastered.
But since Kashi Zegaetus, clerk of Asuciro, infiltrated the capitale city of Osme, we know that this place houses a lot of prisoners and slave workers, longing for their liberation. Should the capitale city be besieged with conventional troops, there is no telling to what would happen to those captives.
The adventures of Kashi also taught us that those captives could be liberated.
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In 149, Kashi Zegaestus infiltrated the capitale of Osme and escaped with two prisonners who were reunited with their families afterward
Replicating (and scaling up) this success was therefore an objective that the Kingdom of Pearls set for itself: Osme’s prisons should be empty before the final battle begin.
To this effect, a new elite squad was assembled. It would recruit only from the elite of the elite – Queen’s guards, swornmen, ex-Thomocemir knights and the like – and would be provided with additional training in stealth tactics.
Their goal would be to be able to infiltrate the prisons of Osme’s most secure city and to be able to exfiltrate prisoners. They should be able to do it while remaining undetected, but should also be able to fight their way out in case something goes wrong.
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The command of such a unit was given to Idri Sebadumith, and does include notable names such as Birod Nedulithrek Kolobquosa Nepe (“Infinite wish of light”), son of Uquur and ex-Thomocemir knight.
Additional note: We need a name for that elite unit, meant to act behind enemy lines without support. “Rangers” don’t fit because it’s a melee unit, “Scouts” doesn’t reflect their elite status. I’m thinking “Foresters” but they don’t operate through the woods exclusively. If you have an idea, please propose
The death of Evangelyne, earlier in the year, indicated a lack of training and preparation for warfare of the Tactics squad. It is a bit ironical that the squad in charge of setting the conditions of battle was itself in poor condition.
Therefore this winter, a special care was taken to improve the preparedness of that support crossbow squad : additional munitions were ordered to the smith guild and a dedicated training room was installed in the barracks.
(https://i.imgur.com/28zNqNT.png)
Hopefully this will increase our overall fighting potential further in the long run.
Defeating another winged god
The 14th of January, another great Roc appeared in the west bank, pushed by hunger and by the presence of unprotected vagrants in the forest that it identified as easy preys.
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Nezaustxu Snukoobruk the Roc has been terrorising the civilized lands for as long as we can remember. Although not as destructive as other great beasts, he had an almost 300 years old history of feeding over civilized settlements, mostly by capturing pets and unattended cattle but not denigrating the occasional herdsman as a meal.
That day, his prey would be an elven vagrant by the name of Yalumi. The natural affinity that elves have with the wildlife did not protect the poor elf – the giant bird snooped on him and tore him limb from limb before we could do anything.
As great as it would be to capture such a beast, we remembered the chaos that was caused by Nefolà Enorerofa Rèfa Yëmi, another roc bird that attacked us earlier. And as painful as it is to kill such rare and powerful creatures, we deployed the army.
Now our forces are typically poorly equiped to fight flying opponents – but as luck would decide, Nezaustxu was still hungry after his elven meal and took our advancing squads for a second dish. This turned out to be a very grave mistake : the hit of a large two handed sword severed one of his talons and send him crashing the ground in a tremor.
The army charged the now grounded bird and tore him to shreds in an instant.
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Successful engagement on the outskirts of Stustonako
As we mentionned in our previous reports, the fortress of Stustonako is a gigantic complex comprized of nine suburbs, surrounding a massive, towering, overprotected stonghold. Before we can possibly besiege the fortress, the suburbs must first be subdued.
Therefore, in the end of winter, reconnaissance in force operations were conducted in the suburb of Snodubabusp.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dgyx3jo-87b722bf-2085-493e-a315-6e154b7b0ca9.png/v1/fit/w_530,h_750,q_70,strp/clashes_at_stustonako_1_by_number_seventeen_dgyx3jo-375w-2x.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NzUwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kZ3l4M2pvLTg3YjcyMmJmLTIwODUtNDkzZS1hMzE1LTZlMTU0YjdiMGNhOS5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9NTMwIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.Y_Hmr8Zb48Q7r3l7PLv_xM5GKbxMZLLWupaFsABQRrY)
Snodubabusp was the birthplace of Takru, that goblin Islas managed to exfiltrate and who later on partake in Kashi’s adventures. It was the place where an insurrection took place, but – we assume – was finally put down by Lord Ici, the local warlord. The 7th of February, Snodubabusp suburb came into attack from the usual assault team composed of Islas’s heavy mobile infantry and Histamine’s tactic squad.
The fight was unusually long. Ici’s forces were surrounded early on and attacked from all sides – its professional infantry was decimated by a single crossbow volley at the beginning of the engagement, but a large number of officers kept launching desperate charges against Islas’s swordsmen.
(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/1a9a4893-1e17-489d-813f-9ea9c11bb32e/dh0txwt-a4215c39-005c-468a-97f4-88dc6ec3cf55.png/v1/fit/w_530,h_750,q_70,strp/lord_ici_dies_by_number_seventeen_dh0txwt-375w-2x.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NzUwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMWE5YTQ4OTMtMWUxNy00ODlkLTgxM2YtOWVhOWMxMWJiMzJlXC9kaDB0eHd0LWE0MjE1YzM5LTAwNWMtNDY4YS05N2Y0LTg4ZGM2ZWMzY2Y1NS5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9NTMwIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.EoVDCVHEHkkh8XAMuGyZqQC5PAOk1flGARp47d8WiG0)
For as long as it was, the fight was definitely one-sided. Lord Ici was slain alongside thirty other defenders. No casualty from the attacking side to be reported – the assault team retreated in good order after the fight, lacking the additional forces to occupy the area.
Nevertheless, as the chaos of Snodubabusp was unfolding, the special force squad was deployed in the neighbouring suburb of Slaxungostong. It was a much smaller suburb, way less guarded, that would allow the newly formed squad to acquire much needed experience in stealth tactics.
They conducted two raids, in February 7 and February 21, both successful – in both occasion, the squad infiltrated and exfiltrated successfully, stealing some metal goods in the process.
Those copper items will later on be smelted for additional wargear, but what we are really after, again, is the acquisition of specialized skills.
(https://i.imgur.com/y4Fi16w.png)
A note about our economy
This season, the economy of the town boomed. We are very close to eliminate our trade deficit. Making the world a better place being one of our core goals, giving the world more than we take from it is actually one of the victory conditions we set for ourselves. This condition should be attained sometimes next year.
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Post by: TheFlame52 on March 16, 2024, 10:46:23 am
Post by: Darkening Kaos on March 16, 2024, 04:49:51 pm
Post by: Splint on March 17, 2024, 12:35:22 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 18, 2024, 05:58:41 pm
An excellent year as always. You should set up some cage traps near choke points or around the edge of the map. That might net you some animals or even megabeasts to tame.
Yes, if a dragon chances in and is not caught in a trap I'm toast both figuratively and literally
Post by: Darkening Kaos on March 19, 2024, 04:02:25 am
Post by: IncompetentFortressMaker on March 19, 2024, 01:55:36 pm
Post by: TheFlame52 on March 19, 2024, 02:00:08 pm
iirc, megabeasts are trapavoid, so they will ignore any traps, unless you knock them unconscious while they are standing on the trap.You're thinking of forgotten beasts and titans. My Roc collection begs to differ on megabeasts.
Post by: Cathar on March 19, 2024, 02:06:53 pm
Post by: Splint on March 19, 2024, 02:17:49 pm
I do remember very clearly having caged a bronze colossus a couple forts ago, back in Thomocemir. Don't forget our raws are very old ! All our megabeasts, including titans and FB, but also demons, angels, dragons, BC, etc, have stats generated 7 years ago
That should mean ettins, giants, rocs, dragons, colossi and minotaurs are fair game for cage, stonefall and weapon traps.
That said, care needs to be taken with the tameable ones, sometimes the adults that are captured to get a program started are still viewed as enemies by your militia while they're on active duty. Also, speaking from experience in Riverrun, dragons can and will damage infrastructure and citizens/livestock with their fire breath if they see an enemy. They're like helldiver turrets - they won't go out of their way to kill your citizens with their fire, but they aren't going to view them as valid obstructions either.
Post by: Cathar on March 20, 2024, 09:00:48 am
Okay so Spring 159 is played. Some good news, some bad news, nothing critical either way. While I'm writing the report, maybe I'll ask you : the strategy we're using for the war is extremely effective, but is also very slow. Instead of subduing enemy villages with occupation forces, I'm considering making them tributaries. This would speed up the conquest and save up manpower, but may have long term unexpected effects. What would be your opinion ?
Post by: Maloy on March 20, 2024, 09:25:33 am
All about capturing the big beasties! unless I'm going full dWARf fortress I am usually making a zoo with all the creatures I can lol
Post by: Splint on March 20, 2024, 04:07:54 pm
Course if they don't, then the usual route is still on the table.
Though in some lights, those who dislike excessive use of power over others might view it as little more than legitimatized banditry, even if in the course of a war effort it's still denying the enemy resources.
Post by: IncompetentFortressMaker on March 20, 2024, 04:50:33 pm
... That said you may need to make beak dogs or something useable as pack animals for them to be able to deliver any offerings, even if said offerings are token gestures of submission to the more militarily powerful entity. ...
47.05 goblins are capable of taming both evil-aligned animals and cave animals without trouble. Beak dogs don't appear to be considered pack animals; however, is it possible that anything else in that list might be something goblins have access to? (Although it's plenty easy to make the civilization templates-of-sorts that the game uses override the default behavior of animals, 47.05 goblins don't do that by themselves - they would need to be modded to.)
(For the purposes of modding, "cave animals" are defined as creatures appearing exclusively in subterranean biomes. "Evil animals" are evil-aligned creatures with [SLOW_LEARNER] or without [CAN_LEARN], and the token allowing a civilization to use this definition of evil animals also lets them use the creatures in question even if they otherwise can't be tamed.)
Post by: TheFlame52 on March 20, 2024, 05:14:58 pm
Post by: Splint on March 20, 2024, 05:18:40 pm
... That said you may need to make beak dogs or something useable as pack animals for them to be able to deliver any offerings, even if said offerings are token gestures of submission to the more militarily powerful entity. ...
47.05 goblins are capable of taming both evil-aligned animals and cave animals without trouble. Beak dogs don't appear to be considered pack animals; however, is it possible that anything else in that list might be something goblins have access to? (Although it's plenty easy to make the civilization templates-of-sorts that the game uses override the default behavior of animals, 47.05 goblins don't do that by themselves - they would need to be modded to.)
(For the purposes of modding, "cave animals" are defined as creatures appearing exclusively in subterranean biomes. "Evil animals" are evil-aligned creatures with [SLOW_LEARNER] or without [CAN_LEARN], and the token allowing a civilization to use this definition of evil animals also lets them use the creatures in question even if they otherwise can't be tamed.)
Wouldn't even have to do that, it's just stuff they have access to by default I don't think have the tokens needed and I never see them really use normal domestic animals from memory. All he'd have to do is add the tokens for either pulling wagons or hauling goods to the beak dog creature.
So it'd be like [WAGON_PULLER] or [PACK_ANIMAL] combined with [TRADE_CAPACITY:whatever number here] added to a suitable creature the goblins have, which usually means beak dogs (and works out alright enough since they're large enough to ride.)
Post by: Maloy on March 20, 2024, 05:23:26 pm
Post by: Cathar on March 20, 2024, 06:11:09 pm
My dilemna is, I'm not sure how this will affect the war long term. If I retire the fort with tributaries, will they revert to their goblin ways ? I assume they would, so that will mean I'll have to conquer them later. I might also overlook some other aspects of the issue, hence my question.
Right now I assume people think it's a good idea, so we might start making unoccupied tributaries in summer. Feel free to change my mind
Post by: Cathar on March 29, 2024, 06:20:57 pm
On the general situation of the war
The year’s first season was surprisingly calm at home. War, as we will see, is pacing up and gaining in intensity as the final battle approaches, the border also recedes further and further in the meantime.
At this point in time, the last Osmite attempt to attack the bridge town happened two years ago.
The recent beating their armies took reverted 40 years of incremental gains : Osme has been pushed back to its year 119 borders.
Osmite territory is now bordered in the north by the fortress of Stozuumu, bordering the Nuzko jungle, cursed piece of woodland no man should venture in, and in the west by the fortress of Stustonako.
With their villages falling one after another to the implacable advance of the Army of Pearls, Osmite warlords gathered their forces in the fortress of Sustonako to prepare the upcoming battle, in an ultimate attempt to stop our advance.
Now this strategy worries us quite a bit – we are not sure at all we can defeat that fortress. But on the upside, as long as Osmite army is completely pinned in that one fortress, means that not only our security is more or less assured at home, but we have also free reign in the offense as well.
In short; things are going exceptionally well for now, but the final battle at Stustonako proper makes us anxious.
Foothold gained in Stustonako suburbs
Now the battle for Stustonako is engaged and ongoing, it is important that we gain a foothold in its suburb to later on be used as a springboard for further development ; only when all the suburbs are conquered can the fortress really be breached.
Because the suburb of Snudubabusp was already weakened by skirmishes last winter, the army of Pearls decided to exploit and reinforce their advantage: another attack was launched the 26th of March. This time, the villagers managed to line up a half squad of infantry. Because their officers were killed, they entrenched and waited for the pearlites.
That passive and defensive stance proved surprising for Histamine, used to exploit the lack of patience of Osmite warlords and lure their forces in the open, where Islas heavy mobile infantry slams into them.
Had Osme used that strategy when they had the forces to make it count, the outcome of previous battles could have been very different… This time, Pearlites had to fight in trenches, but against five goblins, it made no difference. The defenders were slain, and Aru’s occupation squad took control of the suburb the 8th of April.
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Now the army of Pearls had a foothold in Sustonako and the army of Pearls still had unaffected reserves – momentum was capitalized on. The next suburb, Matoluru, was attacked the 20th of April, and captured the 5th of May.
During the battle for Matoluru suburb, a number of attack grizzly bears were added to the assault units, with good results.
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Spisba, lord of Matoluru, is torn to shreds by the bear Kaslun. Fatally wounded, the lord manages to chase off the bear – later on, Gal, swordmistress of the Heavy Mobile Squad, found him bleeding out and put him out of his misery.
Animal units proved to be nowhere near as effective as weapon masters, but inflicted casualties nonetheless. Besides, we find that they might complement occupation units and reduce their need for manpower in the future.
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Snodubabusp and Matoluru suburbds fall, Slaxungostong suburb is taken in a pocket
Economy and domestic development
Because with all the fighting going on in the front, Histamine – who happens to also be the city’s broker, was probably not on the top of her game during the spring festival. With the elves that came this year, she managed to barter cloth jewlery against grown wood fuel. Because elves came to town without a lot of valuable trade goods besides burning wood, Histamine thought it was a good idea to send a gift to their queen – to insure good relations between Mong Kima and Iferifiyopi.
But as it happened last time, the unverified crates of trade goods contained one single scepter crafted out of a persimmon branch. The elves were outraged and left immediately.
(https://i.imgur.com/NPgzFFC.png)
Last time it happened, it was two years ago, in 157. We might want to try to get rid of wooden craft good in general – upsetting cultural sensibilities of our allies for items of such low value is not worth it. Hopefully they will accept our apologies next year and this incident will not degrade our relations with them too much.
The construction of the city also continues. The dying workshop has finally been completed, and additional small individual bedrooms, meant to shelter farmers and apprentice craft-men, were build under the bridge. We still lack the material to make large improvements on the mausoleum, it is also not our first priority, but it will be done eventually.
On the bridge itself, substantial progress has been made to complete the army barracks – it is a bit absurd it wasn’t done earlier actually – and Lady Uquur’s quarters has been installed in the Palace.
On the western shore, the construction of the building destined to house the smith guild is also making progress, but will likely require years of work to be complete.
Longer term projects include adding more stories to the granary and finish that building we barely started, on the westmost place in the bridge – we still don’t know what to do with it, but we’ll need to finish it so it doesn’t remain an unfinished project forever.
Lats but not least, it is important to note that our exports are now exceeding our imports, making our trade balance positive for the first time since the foundation of the town.
A note about Birod
The whole season, as the main pearlite forces were establishing a foothold in Stustonako, the Commando has been training in the small suburb of Slaxungostong – in half a year, they robbed their coffers blind.
Birod “Infinite dream of light” was therefore away most of the time – the few days he could spend in town, he would be busy training his swordsmanship and debriefing with his companions. His underage son, Ras, would be left alone in town most of the time.
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Kimaeslo Ori was not a dangerous city and a young child would be taken care of by the villagers, but it was a bit distressing to see him unattended. Where was his mother?
Well, after investigation, it turned out that Irud, Birod’s wife, has signed up with the army and was sent to occupy an Osmite village. While we don’t like de-garissoning occupied territories, uncared for children are not a welcome sight either. Therefore, in summer, we’ll conduct a survey of all lone children in town and try to get their parents back home if applicable. If the need arises, they can always be replaced later – this could even be an opportunity to house rescued vagrants.
Three new forest dwellers rescued
Speaking of vagrants, since the winter rescues has been successfully integrated, we decided to continue our operation with the short-term goal of completely eliminating pearlite forest vagrancy.
At this point in time, most seem to have been rescued and re-integrated to the city, but every now and then we still find stragglers hiding in caves or wandering on the western shore.
This spring, three new souls were saved from the woods:
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• Kabár Shaloic
• Rosha Ipomfuri
• Innah Eslikisun
Those people will be spared military activity until the first day of September 161.
Uzu is now a father
When he left the town, Uzu was in a terrible headspace. The constant sight of death and the weight of the responsibilities of sworncaptain had took their toll on his mind, and the execution of his sister Are for murder left him broken and unresponsive.
For years we tried to help him, but no matter what we did, his mood continued to sink. In desperation, he was sent with his wife and their two dogs to the occupied village of Ngomzogast between August and September 157.
Now just because he was sent in mission to Ngomzogast doesn’t mean we stop caring about members of our flock, and after two years of exile, we thought we’d check on him.
And what do you know, we learned that he had become a father recently! His first daughter was born sometimes between Fall and Winter last year, and was named Umil.
Maybe those somewhat forced vacations were the contrivance he needed to finally snap out of his depression.
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Post by: TheFlame52 on March 29, 2024, 06:35:25 pm
Post by: Darkening Kaos on March 29, 2024, 07:19:26 pm
Post by: Splint on March 29, 2024, 09:41:27 pm
I don't remember if I said this before, but weight counts for a lot in offscreen battles. Any large war animal is great on a raid.
Absolutely. There's been plenty of reports where dwarves brought pet yaks and cattle on offensive actions and they proved to be rather mighty creatures due to their bulk.
And my oh my that town is a lovely sight. Bet nobody in Mong Kima would have ever believed they'd have one of the finest human cities on the continent and be counted, perhaps, as something of a great power in scarcely a single lifetime after a century of being from the sound of things, viewed as something of a backwater bumpkin kind of people.
And here's hoping the elves come to trade next year. Maybe some high-quality gifts will help smooth any ruffled feathers.
Post by: Maloy on March 30, 2024, 05:05:59 am
It takes nothing less than a legendary leader to even stand a chance at winning the dark fortress battle and your captains grind leadership exp by leading missions such as pillaging.
Keep one alive as a leadership grinding zone
Post by: Cathar on March 30, 2024, 05:55:35 am
You might wanna leave one goblin pit alive and occupied when you assault the dark fortress.
It takes nothing less than a legendary leader to even stand a chance at winning the dark fortress battle and your captains grind leadership exp by leading missions such as pillaging.
Keep one alive as a leadership grinding zone
Thanks a lot for the heads up. Right now Histamine is Great Leader and Professional Tactician and we have a lot of small villages to conquer still.Worst comes to worst, we will pillage the fortress in the north, that is about 400 souls so we can grind them for a long time.
I don't remember if I said this before, but weight counts for a lot in offscreen battles. Any large war animal is great on a raid.
Absolutely. There's been plenty of reports where dwarves brought pet yaks and cattle on offensive actions and they proved to be rather mighty creatures due to their bulk.Grizzlys are definitely better than dogs in attack, but are not very lethal. They usually leave their opponents missing several body parts but alive. Some of the duels between grizzlys and goblins were actually lost by the grizzly, but when it happened, the bear could retreat safely (while the "victor" was left a couple kilos lighter).
It's a good tool, but not a wonder weapon unfortunately
The unassigned building on the bridge could be turned into an exhibition hall, where local craftsmen/women put their wares on display, and could also be an opportunity for them to recruit apprentices. Musicians/bards could also work here to entertain guests with ambient music.We can totally do a small museum yes !