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  • #31
    PM me on here

    To contact me read my sig.
    Last edited by Diplo Carpathia; January 31, 2008, 11:39.
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    • #32
      No. All must use their e-mail accounts provided by CS. there are several reasons. first of all the ability to send attachments, specifically screenshots. also it is a definitive advantage that we all have the same form of e-mail accounts. if I want to mail china I know where to get them and if I want to mail another civ I know where I have them. PM's are great, and follow the same standardization,

      but no screens and you have limited room for them.

      I advise, in fact, I as chairman more or less demand that you use the e-mail accounts provided. the reason is of course that later in the game you'll run out of space for PM's and you'll have to delete them. with cybers e-mail account you don't have to worry about space, and can keep your correspondence for later times. which would be much appreciated by the diplo community. and who knows, people could already have sent you mail to that address.

      and finally, deity is right. clean up this thread a little. I saw a post where someone had shrunk ooc text, that will work nicely.
      Diplogamer formerly known as LzPrst

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      • #33
        Mongolian relations with neighbouring peoples


        As I have said before, the Mongols did not leave many written sources themselves, but luckily their neighbours did. As the Bronze age advanced the art of writing began to spread. The earliest preserved text we have from this time are French pictographs, followed later by the cuneiform of Ottoman culture and Incan woodcarvings. As writing became more sophisticated and prevalent, it quickly came to encompass more complicated concepts. And eventually even that doings of other cultures.

        From French ancient sources the tribal leader or a primitive monarch, Remi is mentioned, and it is in regard to his actions that the Mongols are mentioned. They are described as the Wheelmasters, who laid claims to the great plains and would spare none who were found there. Remi himself was once at the mercy of Mongol arms when he was found wounded with his band of warriors south of the Great Silk River. The Mongols first threatened, but then aided the wounded and proceeded to escort them, firmly out of the plains. The further dealings of France and Mongolia are not well known, but it is clear that a mutual respect developed as the French admired the mighty Chariots and the Mongols admired French shields and woodland skills. Despite the mutual respect France was rightly worried that a French presence west of the Orleanic Hills and south of the Great Silk River was an insult to the Mongols. But by skill of diplomacy, Remi and Hulegu managed to establish a treaty. I'll discuss this treaty in detail next lecture.

        The second source of the time is an Incan religious text, pertaining to the creation of the Great Wall of Cuzco. Muddled with religion the text describes the wall as a divinely inspired means to block barbarian invaders and others "of savage or Mongolian dispositions". There is also an annotation discussing the Mongol claim to all lands east of the Khalkalaka river, but it is unclear if it refers to the Khalka or Khalkynalaka. What we do know is that the Mongols claimed the land "east of the river" and promised the destruction of any who would cross it. "Don't stray close to the river or the Mongols might take you", is an old scare used to keep children from the frothing waters of the rivers.

        The third and last significant source of the Mongolian middle Bronze Age is Ottoman writings. Now there is a very clear and sharp tone to these suggesting a certain enmity if not outright hatred. Apparently the Mongols had made demands and threats in a dispute over land, and as such the Ottomans of the time speak of the Mongols in the harshest possible manner. It describes the destruction of cities and towns and the massacres of whole villages. It is uncertain whether this actually happened, but it is very plausible. All information we have indicate that if the Mongols felt crossed or angered, they would respond in the most violent form possible. But as far as we know, no actual war or conflict took place.


        From these greatly varying sources we can discern three things from the time.
        Firstly that the Mongolians considered the Great Plains as their birthright and would do anything to keep outsiders out. Disputes with France occurred and the Ottoman. Though disunited to the extreme internally, when called to fight an external enemy they would all band together and fight until the destruction of said enemies. They also laid violent claim to the eastern and northern half of the Khentii Mountains, and it is likely that this is what caused the Ottomans to view them so harshly, though it apparently did not lead to conflict, or at least, not one mentioned in our sources. It is believed that it was settled somehow.

        Secondly that the Mongols considered courtesy and diplomacy as dishonesty. Mongolian diplomacy usually consisted in marching an army to the city gates and making demands. If not met, the city would burn. It may seem harsh, but the Bronze age was not a time for the faint of heart. If any would read the famous early lawtexts of Carpathia, this is all too clear.

        And finally, which is the most important in understanding the Mongol mindset of the time
        .... ah, I seem to be out of time again, we'll meet again next week when we will discuss the further development of the late Bronze age!
        Last edited by Diplo Mongolia; January 28, 2008, 07:20.
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        • #34
          Ancient French Mythology


          Chapter 2: :
          French Heroic Age Mythos:
          A brief summary


          (3500BC-800BC)


          Bronze age clan warlord

          As Celtic influence over French culture declined, some old Germanic elements resurfaced, words, sagas, mythology, all showed a revival of Germanic culture. Simultaneously the Aquitanian culture enjoyed modest but constant gains in importance, much as it had over the 4th millennium BC. Some credit Germanic revival as a result of contact with the Dutch who themselves had similar roots. Many dispute that that heroic tales were a element of this “renaissance“, and point out heroic tales in both Aquitanian and Celtic culture.


          Valhalla portrayed as a castle

          However the main reason for the prominence of heroic tales is probably religion. In the second and third millennium BC, It was widely believed that it was necessary to be remembered as a great warrior in song and story, to be worthy of Valhalla. This requirement was gradually toned down over time, until by 1000BC the afterlife was available to all great leaders and warriors. This combined with cultural changes, which reduced opportunities for warfare and the ever increasing sophistication of Parisian culture had produced a powerful drive.


          King Remi

          It is hard to know what can be attributed to historical figures and what is myth. It is possible that some of the Heroes never existed and were personifications, it is also possible that he people who achieved extraordinary accomplishments where “awarded” one of the heroic names after their death. Having a written record since the late third millennium BC provides little insight, since few manuscripts are preserved, and those who are make no distinction between historical events and legend.


          Some consider the age over with the death of “Marc” others consider it over with the death of a “Remi the II” both of these coincide with the early Iron Age.
          Last edited by Diplo France; February 7, 2008, 11:00.
          'Impossible' n'est pas français.

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          • #35
            We are not alone!

            Before agriculture, Inca lived by hunting wild animals and gathering edible plants. When the herds were plentiful and the plants flourishing, life was good. But, when the herds migrated elsewhere, the Inca had to follow them and often discover a whole new set of plants to supplement their diet.



            Inca hunters eventually realized that their prey was much easier to kill if it were walled up in a box canyon. Better the Inca discovered that they can capture the prey and keep it in a cave for future use. This system of entrapment, however, was a temporary measure for the Inca people. This lifestyle had its definite drawbacks including starvation. Fortunately the Inca discovered how to preserve meat by drying it, smoking it over a fire, or cooking it. Later on Inca realized that if they took the seeds of the plants they had been eating and scattered them about, they grew into new plants. The Inca realized that they could store seeds and plant them, and be assured of having a food supply. Later they began selecting and planting the seeds from plants with the highest yield. In this way, plants were domesticated in south Terra.

            Eventually the Inca decided that life would be a lot easier if they always had the animals with them and if edible plants or their produce were always available, thus they settled down and build the first city called Cuzco. The abundance of the harvest from domesticated plants allowed major increases in population during the next centuries.

            Our scouts have confirmed it, we are not alone. We have discovered many new tribes while roaming the lands.

            Russian Tribe:



            Well what we know about these friendly people from the west is that they are semi nomadic who rely on animal husbandry notably horse, cattle and sheep. They had domesticated the horse. The cow played a central role, in religion and mythology as well as in daily life. A man's wealth would have been measured by the number of his animals. They practiced a polytheistic religion centered on sacrificial rites, probably administered by a priestly caste. Important Russian leaders would have been buried with their belongings in barrows or tomb chambers, and possibly also with members of their household or wives. Evidence has suggested sacral kingship, implying the tribal king at the same time assumed the role of high priest. We think that the Russians have a threefold division of a clerical class, a warrior class and a class of peasants or husbandmen.

            Information brought back from Inca scouts suggest that technologically they were familiar with bronze working which they used to make tools and weapons. Sheep were kept for wool, and weaving was practiced for textile production. The wheel was also known, certainly for ox drawn carts. We still are to discover if they have made use of horse drawn chariots.

            The Mongols:



            From what we have learned humans have inhabited the territories where Mongolia resides today since the Stone Age, but Mongolia only became politically important after horses were domesticated. In general, the people of Mongolia have a similar history to the rest of the steppe that lies between the deep east, the northern plains, and the people from the great river in the west. What we know is that the steppes were usually inhabited by nomadic tribes, sometimes united in confederations of varying sizes. These nomads usually herded animals, traded and raided more agricultural peoples and each other. However, every now and then these people threatened other tribes close by. These confederations, while vast and often destructive, rarely lasted, but they did redistribute peoples and disrupt the politics of the regions they attacked. The people in the Mongolia region usually focused their attention on nearby tribes. Well we have already experienced their aggressive character, when we were warned not to settle across the river to our east. Somehow a loss arrangement was made that we will not settle east from the river and the Mongols will leave our forest alone. This is still to be seen, we will send a scout to report if they have kept their word also we will immediately send a diplomatic convoy to their capital for further talks.

            Mali:



            Well we know very little about these dark skin people. A Mali scout was met not long time ago in the rich hills north from Cuzco we only know that he come from across the great desert in the northwest. We have sent emissaries to make contact and start possible trade talks with the Mali.

            Early Inca accomplishments:



            Soon after the great city of Cuzco was build a great wall was build. This monumental landmark, so imposing and majestic in appearance following the contours of the landscape so splendidly, has to be Terra's most astonishing sight. An engineering feat passing over high mountain peaks, forests, snaking across empty grassland and plains. The reasons for it were two; one was to block the raids by barbarians and hostile tribes. The second reason is that the Inca thought that they are too civilized and they should be separated from the barbaric tribes physically and culturally. Because the Great Wall only protected Cuzco from small skirmishes, the wall was extended and increased its size in hope of preventing bigger invasions. The Wall was especially helpful to warn Cuzco of invasions because they could see barbarian armies from their watchtowers. Thus the remodeling with advancements such as watchtowers and beacons helped to reach the main reason of building the wall keeping out invaders
            Last edited by Diplo Inca; January 28, 2008, 22:04.

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            • #36
              Little is known about the ancient Russian civilization prior to the advent of written words. The Russians themselves did not focus on such technologies until periods later than most other civilizations as they remained a mostly nomadic society. It is known that the four major Russian tribes settled in the area surrounding where the current city of Moscow stands upon the coast of the Western Ocean approximately around the same period as other civilizations began their foundations of civilization.

              A despotic society, it is believed that the settlement left many who considered themselves Rus to continue to yearn for the nomadic lifestyle, and so many Russian explorers set off in all directions, according to many cross-references made with other burgeoning societies' histories, it has been shown that the Rus were the most fervent explorers, covering the entire known world at the time well before other empires had discovered that water existed on all sides of the land.

              The Rus were primarily farmers and herders, pulling more slowly into the bronze period than the others in the area, though they were a fairly enlightened people, becomming one of the main foundations of all Ozzian religions throughout the world, a position in history that France has, in the past, erroneously claimed.

              Fable goes that somewhere around 2800 BC a Rus explorer known as Pitr the Brave, along with his party, came upon a small tribe of natives north of the Incan city of Cuzco in the Great Forest. Lured in by the sounds of drums and the smell of cooked meats, they approached the camp to find the tribe dancing around a bonfire.

              Upon breaking the treeline, they were spotted by the tribesmen, who quickly took a defensive position before the Elder of the tribe stepped forward, praising the arrival of the men as answers to their prayers. Due to the previous time spent by Pitr and his men at Cuzco, they had come to understand enough of the local languages to communicate with the Elder, though with great difficulty.

              The Elder spoke of packs of bears and wolves to the north that, due to lack of range animals, were taking to attacking members of the tribe. The Elder believed their men cursed, and had prayed to their God, whom they claimed was the Creator of all things; Ozzy the Merciful, Ozzy the All-Knowing, Ozzy the All-Powerful, to send them saviors to save their people from the animal plague.

              Pitr, looking around the fire to the hope-filled faces looking to him, agreed to slay the animals for them. With what few of his men would brave the bear menace, Pitr set forth to the north to do what he could to assist the people. Days passed, those days spreading into weeks, until the day Pitr, with a rag-tag group of remaining men returned to the camp with meats and skins as both a gift to the tribe and as proof of the deed being completed.

              After much conversation with the tribe and a day long celebration, the tribe agreed to return to Moscow with Pitr and his group of explorers and, under their protection, arrived safely upon the land, praising Ozzy's name at the sight of the vast oceanic expanse before them. The word of Oz spread quickly throughout the city of Moscow, and a great effort went under way to create a sacred altar that the people could use to commune with Ozzy in the woodlands across the river to the north of Moscow, at the behest of the Elder that had returned with Pitr.



              Upon its completion, Pitr disappeared for a three day sabbatical into this monument to Ozzy the Merciful, Wise, and All-Powerful to commune with the God and his court of Demi-Gods. Upon his return, Pitr set forth on a Holy Quest to inform the world of the Word of Ozzy, converting those that would listen, and for those who would not he prayed to Oz for their forgiveness.

              Pitr the Brave, forever more known as Pitr the Pious, set out from the edges of Moscow's lands with only the clothes on his back and his ancient bow to commit to his brave task.

              The city of St. Petersburg, named in his honor, was the first city to which Pitr spread the Ozzian religion, which many of Rus descent still follow today.

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              • #37
                I AM GOING TO KILL SOMETHING!!!


                (just lost a loooooooooooong story because of the worst timing ever! ¤##" photoshop!!)
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                “The greatest happiness is to vanquish your enemies, to chase them before you, to rob them of their wealth, to see those dear to them bathed in tears, to clasp to your bosom their wives and daughters.” -Genghis Khan (allegedly)

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                • #38
                  French historians have never made the claim as to be the originators of the myth of Ozzy and neither should the Russian people. Ozzy is a wide spread early neolithic divinty, so it is outrageus that the Russians claim to be its originator, especialy since evidence exists of Ozzy cults far prior to 3800BC. Is it not possible that the tribe in question and the ancient French were two braches of Ozzy worshipers? Perhaps this tribe was Celitc in origin, like some of the early inhabitants of France.

                  We are confused, is Ozzy a monotheistic divinity? We have not heard of a truly monotheistic religion in this time period. Or is he merley the head of a parhtenon of diety's?


                  It is known that French Ozzy worshipers considered Stonehenge a holy place. More intriguingly Moscow is considered to be the site of the aincent city of "Third Aquilea".
                  'Impossible' n'est pas français.

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                  • #39
                    Mali Chronicles Pt 3. Outward Bound...

                    Manding Bory was feeling extremely nervous throughout the entire trip. He had been tasked by the Chief to do a headcount in the regions surrounding Timbuktu, & the news he had was not good.

                    As he walked the dirt road leading to the Malinese Palace, Bory was going over the news in his head trying to determine the best way to break it to Chief Soumaoro-whom he had heard had quite a temper. He reached the newly bronzed doors & waited for the ceremonial guards to open the doors & announce him. "Manding Bory is here, O Chief, with the headcount you requested" said the guard. With that Bory stepped in & knelt down before the rush-reed throne upon which Chief Soumaoro sat.

                    Bory snuck a surreptitious look at his Chief, & noticed that he was still bedecked with the ceremonial bearskin held in place with a bronze diadem. He also noticed that he held in his hand a bronze sceptre in the shape of the clubs wielded by their first warriors.
                    Chief Soumaoro spoke out with a deep, booming voice. "Well, you have been abroad for two months now, what news have you to report?"

                    Bory decided to start with the good news first "well sire, the families tending our flocks have grown greatly since the last headcount, as have the flocks themselves. The mining villages are experiences a population boom, & gold production is at an all time high but....."

                    "Yes?" inquired Soumaoro in his distinctive voice. "Well, Master, it's just that the infant mortality & life expectancy levels around the shores of the Niger & Ghana Rivers is extremely poor. The malaise we first encountered hundreds of years ago appears to have returned, worse than ever."

                    "Are they not eating properly?" asked the Chief. "They eat as well as the rest of us-better in fact because they have access to fresh fish from the river" offered Bory.

                    "This is most vexing," said the Chief "do the inhabitants have any idea of the cause?"

                    "Well, sire, it may just be pure superstition, but the villagers report a strange miasma rising from the river at night, & believe that evil spirits may be sucking their lifeblood in their sleep."

                    "Well, send a holyman immediately to cleanse the area but.....you say gold & sheep production is at an all time high?"

                    "Yes master," offered Bory, helpfully. "Well, maybe its better if we have as few people living there as possible" said the Chief. "Offer 20 families gold & 6 head of sheep each if they are prepared to seek new lands to claim in the name of the Kaniaga clan." With that, the Chief shooed Bory away-who was happy to have escaped a violent tirade.

                    So Bory set to work. Heading out to the river valleys with a couple of heralds in tow, he announced the Chief's offer to seek new lands for the Malinese people. The sign-up was huge &, before-long, a massive contingent of family & livestock-with a strong armed escort-were heading out from Timbuktu in search of new lands. One wondered what fate awaited these brave pioneers in the wider world.

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                    • #40
                      Is this it? Room 313, it has to be. But here? In the basement? That's a bit weird. Don't you think? I've never heard of study groups being held in the basement, doesn't make sense to me.

                      -It's because it's the only place available where there are no windows and wont be used by other study groups.

                      The small group of confused students turn to see the distinctive form of Ms. Summers, clad in a Mongolian silk dress. A slender figure with long dark hair, a hint of a tan and slightly slanted eyes, she looks very out of place in the musty basement corridor. Unlocking the door she lets the students into a small dark room rank with a musty air and an undefinable drysweet smell. The walls are covered with Mongolian carpets, animal hides, oldfashioned weaponry like spears and bows and the occasional musical instrument. The floor also has a carpet, with a small elevated ironcast bowl in its centre. Ms. Summers instructs the students to grab some cushions and sit in a ring around the bowl. She herself kneels by the iron bowl and puts in an oblongshaped candle with a dozen wicks, lighting them carefully and methodically. She closes the door then returns to sit in the circle around the burning bowl.

                      -This is a traditional Mongolian story circle. It is older than memory and it is still used today in many parts of Mongolia for numerous social settings. The fire, originally a campfire, is now made by scented candles, but the effect is the same. I'm going to tell you a traditional story in the traditional Mongolian way. Specifically the story of the Horse and the Turtle. This is done to give you a glimpse of what it means to participate in Mongolian culture, instead of looking in from the outside. The tale I'll tell you is a old fairytale about the life on the Plain. It differs greatly from your own traditional fairytales.

                      A small pouch is produced from a pocket in the silk dress and a dusty powder is sprinkled over the flames. The candlewicks burst for a second and a drysweet smell fills the room as a lazy heavy smoke rises and spreads. Ms. Summers closes her eyes and inhales the smoke deeply, pausing, then begins the tale. As she speaks the smoke twists and turns, seemingly forming images in the midst of the circle as all other things disappear from the mind...



                      -In the days of time before time, the beasts of the plain were strong and proud, and they would speak, as now only men do. Of them, Lion, King of the Plain is the fiercest, his claws are sharper than any craggy rock, his fangs bring death without mercy. All beasts fear him save one. Turtle. For he has a shell strong as the rock and no beast can defeat him when he hides in it, and so Turtle is proud.

                      And therefore it was that when Horse, who is the fastest of all beasts on the Plain, came to the river to drink, Turtle spoke to him and said, Do not drink from MY river. And Horse replied, But River belongs to all beasts, for even terrifying Lion must drink here. And so we must all share, or else he would become angry.
                      -I fear not the Lion, says Turtle, for he cannot hurt my shell and I sit in it safely until he loses patience and goes away. But you, Horse, poor creature, you must flee like the hare when he comes, having no weapon or protection to defend yourself with. What a sad excuse for an animal you are. Now I will sit here in your way so you cannot drink and there is nothing you can do about it. Now run away as you always do and do not disturb my river anymore.

                      -You anger me greatly, says Horse, but my hooves cannot break your shell and so I cannot punish you for your harsh words and your cruel act.
                      And so Horse had to leave the river and from that day drink from a puddle, and it did not soothe his thirst or his anger. And Horse was angry and furious and he thundered out on the dry plain and kicked up a duststorm that stinged his eyes and burned in his throat, but all he had to comfort himself with was muddy waters.
                      -How dare Turtle insult me!? I who am the fastest on all the plain and he who is the slowest. I will have my revenge upon him!

                      Then one day while wandering he saw a strange stack of dust rising from the horizon. As he came closer he saw Fire. But it was not the allconsuming fury of the great plainsfires. It was instead a flame captured in a ring of stones. And by it sat a strange creature.

                      -Who are you that can tame flame? says Horse.
                      I am man, answered the creature. I am new to this world, born by union of the earth and heavens. The creator has put the sparkling of the stars in my mind and so like the stars in the sky all of the earth is under me and anything in it I can make my tool.
                      -But have you no defences? I see no claws or shell, no thick hide or strong legs to carry you swiftly. How do you defend yourself against other beasts?
                      I have my spear of sharpened stone, replies Man, it will pierce most hides. And I have my hammer of heavy metal. It crushes rocks so they roll with great noise.
                      And he smashed his heavy metal hammer upon a rock and it shattered and rolled. A tribute to the creator.
                      -That is well, but with so small and few legs you cannot be very fast. Would you not like to move so swiftly that the wind blows in your hair and the plains flies past you faster than your eyes can see? Climb onto my back and I will offer you these things and all my knowledge of the Plains!
                      And Man did so and he and Horse became allies.

                      A long time passed and Man and Horse travelled far and wide. One day Horse saw that he was near his old home, by the river.
                      -Do you know what the richest meat on all the Plain is? says Horse. It is that of Turtle. He lives nearby here and is slow and proud. If you crush his shell, Turtle-power will be broken. Then you can feast like a hero, on the halfshell. And Man was hungry for rich meat and so he found Turtle who hid in his shell. But Man took his Heavy Metal hammer and hit rhytmically upon the shell until it cracked and splintered. He then shredded the Turtle with his knife and took its meat.

                      Afterwards by the Fire, Man offered to cook the meat of Turtle. But Horse replied,
                      -No, I will eat his flesh raw, for revenge is a dish best served cold.




                      Opening her eyes, Ms. Summers looks around the circle. The students are lost staring at the smoke, and barely notices that the story has ended. Shaking off the haze, one girl bursts out.
                      That's a horrible story! Taking revenge upon the turtle by eating him? You said this was a fairy tale, for children!

                      -It is, replies Ms. Summers. In Mongolia. Where life has been harsh, the ability to defeat your enemies and secure plentiful food is far more valuable a lesson for children to learn than romantic ideals or relying on supernatural help. I hope you found the experience insightful, I'll see you all again next week after professor Randalls lecture.

                      As the students stumble out a young man remains seated. Ms. Summers finishes tidying the room then turns to the young man.

                      -Was there anything you wished to ask?
                      Yes, was that powder Shilganic spice? I thought that was illegal.
                      -You are partly correct. It is a variety of Shilganic spice which is illegal. Unless you have the proper documentation and licenses, which I do. It is not the same as the chemically enhanced street drug. It's just ground up seeds that have a slight... calming effect.
                      Don't they make you hallucinate too?
                      Have you been hallucinating during the last hour? No, I didn't think so, now please get up, I have a martial arts class to teach in half an hour.

                      The door is closed and locked. Empty save for the hazy smoke, vaguely resembling a horse and rider.

                      ((urgh, I'm having a ballls of a time with photoshop. pictures may come later))
                      Last edited by Diplo Mongolia; January 30, 2008, 09:52.
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                      • #41
                        The Road Back to America...

                        Jonathan Jefferson, Benedict Arnold, and their small retinue left Targoviste after four years there. A lot was learned by the group; for one there was a marked difference in the way the Carpathians and the Americans ran their affairs. In Carpathia Vlad Tepes was nearly an autocrat, having great control over the actions of his nobles and holding a vice-grip of power over his people. In America things were different; the High Chief (in this case Vlad's American equivalent) had to answer to an assembly of Lords known as the College of Electors who ultimately chose the High Chief and would do so for centuries. The Electors could depose a High Chief whenever they decided, so it was up to the High Chief to maintain their support. Benedict Arnold was particularly stricken with Vlad's personal attributes as a leader, and he made it quite clear that he was impressed with the Carpathian Count...

                        "Oh my, I can't wait to get back to Richmond." Jonathan Jefferson said as they passed yet another impaled Carpathian, Tepes clearly had run his country with an iron fist, and clearly didn't like anyone who opposed his aims. This was evident to both the diplomats during their negotiations with him, as it was difficult to gain the full agreement that High Chief Samuel wanted.

                        "It is a little disturbing" Arnold said as he looked at the dead woman, wondering what she had done to deserve such treatment "But this is their way Jefferson, we can't judge them on it, we hang our criminals."

                        "Yes, but I am not too sure all of these people are criminals." Jonathan replied "Well, I think Samuel the Yankee will recieve the news of the negotiations rather well."

                        "Agreed, we accomplished much of what we wanted, and he'll be happy to hear that the Count agreed with him when it comes to our mutual situation here." Arnold said, the impaled woman finally left their sight.

                        "Well, I am certainly going to look at our culture with different eyes, I am happy to be an American after seeing how Tepes ruled."

                        "I don't know John, I thought he was the type of leader we need in America. The lords are far too concerned with their titles and their rank, they have no vision, at least Tepes knows what needs to be done."

                        "Well, capable or not, I can't imagine a High Chief wielding as much authority as that, the man lives as a god deciding who lives and dies." Jonathan continued "littering the countryside with death and disease in his wake, its unnerving."

                        The group entered the woods where, not to their astonishment, there were even more victims of Tepes' brutal regime "Ugh, this is disgusting." Jefferson said, cringing.

                        "Sends the message though doesn't it Johnny-boy? Do not mess with Vlad Tepes..."
                        Last edited by Diplo America; February 5, 2008, 13:06.
                        Land of the free. Home of the brave.

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                        • #42
                          that picture is possibly the sickest thing I've seen in years. not the impalement in itself, which is highly disturbing, if not outright revolting. but the fact that showing her nipples is somehow unacceptable, when showing a human being impaled, is acceptable. if anyone can view that picture and be sexually aroused they're in need of pills, therapy and segregation from the general public. considering such a picture censorable for its "immoral" nudity, that really freaks me out.
                          Diplogamer formerly known as LzPrst

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                          • #43
                            I might be sick... that isn't a real picture I hope.

                            anyway, you guys requested a save. this is the latest of the 3 saves I made the last turn. I hope it works for you. and remember that if there's a problem finding the file, it might be a caps thing. and if it doesn't work, contact me.
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                            “The greatest happiness is to vanquish your enemies, to chase them before you, to rob them of their wealth, to see those dear to them bathed in tears, to clasp to your bosom their wives and daughters.” -Genghis Khan (allegedly)

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                            • #44
                              Relax its from a movie, so its not real. But the breasts are and I don't know apolyton's position on that. I'll take it down if you think I should though.

                              And it was done for a reason, my people had to go negotiate with someone who is using this as a policy, I just wanted to show that although the American diplomats are "disgusted" by the practice they too engage in capital punishment and not only that are willing to negotiate with someone who uses this method of policy against his own people.

                              I'm trying to keep this realistic, and again, if there are real problems with this from the moderator and stuff I'll take it down. There was a drawing of an impaled person earlier, what's wrong with a recreation using a real person? (Again, this is not a photo of an actual impaled woman, its from a movie)

                              And who said anyone got any sexual gratification out of this?
                              Last edited by Diplo America; January 30, 2008, 19:25.
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                              • #45
                                He was cold, the boy was hungry. It was his initiation his time in the wild. He had wandered far from Cuzco far from home. He’d survived on roots and bugs and rodents and now he was freezing to death. He heard a low growl. Cold hungry far from home defenseless. Defenseless the scrawny axe he’d just sharpened, it was nothing a joke a child’s toy masquerading as a proper war axe. He was defenseless, he was prey. The beasts circled sniffing, savoring the scent of the meal to come. Did the boy run? Did he cower? Did he cry? NO not this boy, he showed the wolves his back side, he was calm. Not a trace of fear he shows. The wind screamed through the dark forests all around. Too late, the beasts charged and howled thrashing. The boy raised his axe, his hands were steady, his form was perfect.

                                Last edited by Diplo Inca; February 2, 2008, 12:33.

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