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  • In the time before time. In a time before the Rus. Even before the Ruotsi, the ancestors of Rus, there lived men upon the earth. These were the great men of ancient times, from whom the legends of old have come, and from whom the Ruotsi, and Rus descend. The great men of the time of morning mist, of which nothing now remain. They were tall, perfect, and lived long lives. But even the great men would age and die. And as their age reached further and further into the morning light of the first day, they passed as the trickling drops from an empty bottle.

    This tale is from those days, but older and younger.

    In the time before time, there lived a woman, of the great ones. She was not known for her kindness. Nor her beauty. For she cared little for such. Her name spread by her deeds of magic. For she saw the spirits of the earth as they wandered between men, and spoke to them, and commanded them. And she became knowledgeable of many things.

    She lived the life of the great ancients. For centuries she wandered the earth, seeing all which it had to offer, the deepest pits, the highest peaks. Until at last she found a man that she wished not to wander from. And with this man she bore sons and daughters. Children of the great ones, among them, Ruotsi, who would give his name to an entire tribe and commit deeds of legend. But his is not this tale.

    Having mothered many offspring, she again began to long to wander, and did so. Into the world of spirits she travelled. Down to the nether realms. For time immemorable before time was counted, she wandered. She returned, generations later to find her children perished, their descendants scattered across the world.

    Old age and death, took its toll upon all, even the great legends. But though she aged, She did not die. So old she was, that salt grew on her back, like in the deepest mines of the earth. She built herself a magic house on chicken legs, without doors or windows, a house surrounded by a palisade with a human skull on each pole. And from it she flies in the night, on a great morter, steering with the pestle, and wiping her tracks with a silver birch, so that none will know her presence.

    Seeking, she sought out descendents of the tribe of Ruotsi. One of these she found, a noble, savage people, calling themselves Rus. And she watched over them. Sometimes she would help or guide one among them. Other times she would steal their children, never to return them. The Rus knew she was there, they loved her and feared her, for though she was their mother, she would show little compassion, as her heart had been jaded by her eternal life. Always she was there. Watching.

    And to this day, she watches over the Rus. The marrow of our nation. As long as She lives, we live. As long as we live, She lives. Our ancestral mother, as old as the lands we live in. We call her grandmother;
    Baba Yaga.



    (to be continued)

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    • Ties

      It was another lonely day for Esther. Another day of staring at the horizon, even if she knew there was no chance Asiz might come back by now.

      As she wandered from one balcony to another, enjoying the usual sights, she spotted something new. Watching eastwards, she could see houses where none were the day before. They were no usual houses, and they were on the other side of the river that was named after her...

      So she asked one of the guards what theese curious buildings were. And how they could cover the entire eastern riverside over night ! He explained that theese houses were cottages. Places for merchands to work, mainly pottery for the capital. She knew what cottages were, so she had found the perfect victim for getting all her frustration out. The guard had to endure a long list of insults, screamed hysterically by the princess. She went so angry, she almost fainted, catching her breath.

      The guard quickly undestood that it wasn't the right day for insisting on apologies, so he went away. He simply said what happened to an advisor of the Empress, who apologized in the princesses name before heading for the imperial hall.

      Once the incident was related to the Empress, She ordered her advisors to close the palace and went to Her daughters chambers.

      Up there she found Esther, crying in a corner of the room.

      I-:"Would you please stand up ? That's not an attitude that i have raised you to have ! Look at yourself, you are pitifull. What happened ?"

      E-"The guard was condescending towards me, moth..."

      I-"Not at all young lady ! What do you want the people to think ? Restrain yourself a little bit, would you please ? I know you are worried about Asiz, but i can ensure you that nothing will happen to the one who wears the amulet."

      E-"Father gave you that amulet, didn't he ?"

      I-" I already told you... "

      E-"Don't you ever ask questions about your father. I know I know..."

      I-"You are lucky you have found yourself a competent husband who will one day lead the Empire. You really lack most of a leaders qualities. Respect is one of them !"

      The Empress ordered two guards to her daughters chambers.

      I-" Don't let her show you any disrespect. She is not allowed to leave her chambers until I give the express order."

      The guards acknoledged, and She went to the gardens.

      She shaked Her head, thinking about Her daughter. Her eyes admired the beauty of the Coast of Spines. The view calmed Her everytime She came here. Why had she to drive Her mad this way everytime the Prince wasn't around ?

      It was true that she could tell her about her father. But this silly little girls wouldn't understand nor would she be able to keep it for herself. On the other hand, telling her would make her stop to worry about her husband, once and for all. By now, letting her know the stories the chamans tell will be enough.

      Suddenly she saw a light in the distance. This could not be coincidencial. However, it remained to far away for her to be sure about what she was looking at. Intrigued, she stood up and watched the events. Something was dropped by the light, and fell onto the water. Yes, onto... it looked like one of the piercian trade-ships actually, but it was in poor condition. The light disapeared shortly after.

      She ran into the palace and called for guards immediatly. They had to investigate the ship. And they were told not to speak about whatever they may discover there.

      Two small fisherboast were requisitioned and course towards the ship was set. It wasn't far offshore. Around the ship were several part of it that broke off when it had hit the surface of the water. There were no corpses.


      The guards were about to head back for the city when one of them screamed to stop and be silent. He heard a woman crying. The men went on the ship and began to search for the survivor.

      After a few minutes they found a terrorized woman, trying to hit them with a stick she could barely hold. They tried to get closer, but she frenetically faught off anyone who tried to approach her.

      Their leader suggested they may simply bring the entire ship back to the city. So one of them was sent ahead in order to make sure no civilian will be in the harbour when they arrive.

      Once they arrived, the made sure the woman couldn't escape, and reported to the Empress.

      She came to see the woman Herself. Obviously, telling her she wouldn't be harmed in piercian was pointless. She didn't seem to understand a single word. The Empress ordered the guards to wait outside. One of them refused to let his Empress alone, but She quickly reminded him that She was perfectly capable of defending against a woman with a stick, so he went out.

      Alone with the woman, she spoke in another language and asked if the woman undestood what She said. The next thing that happened was unexpected : the womand screamed, ran to another corner of the small room and said :

      "Leaving me alone ! You talking like him !"

      That was strange. the woman understood the language of his people, even if she seemed to have difficulties speaking it.

      I-"Who are you ?"

      S-"Me Sally. You go away please." she started crying again.

      I-"It's all right, I won't harm you. I know the people who teached that language to you, but I'm not one of them."

      S-"Who are you?" obviously she simply repeated what the Empress told her just before.

      I-"I am Empress Iris of the Piercian Empire."

      S-"..." she didn't understand...

      I-"I am Iris."

      S-"Hello Iris. You can bring me back to London ?"

      I-"London?"

      The conversation went on with some minor difficulties, and Sally managed to explain that she came from people living on an island. She didn't know Japan, so the Empress really didn't know what to do with the poor woman. First of all She led the woman to a chamber right next to Hers, and told the guards not to tell anybody of her presence, not even Esther.

      Sally was quickly asleep, recovering from the stress of the last weeks. Back in the garden, Iris tried to understand what happened. Why was Sally so afraid when She used their language ? He never gave Her any reasons to fear his kind. Have they become evil ? Did he terrorize Sally like that ?

      "How could you ?" she whispered, staring at the horizon.

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      • Originally posted by The Capo
        OOC: Sorry Vikings, could you make it more apparent from your map what is going on?

        I can't tell where your land is from, what direction your soldiers are coming from, what direction their soldiers are coming from. It appears that the Japanese have arrayed their army in a line accross the terrain and that you have done the same in response, is this really how you guys are fighting?

        I am not trying to whine about it, I just want to be able to vote accurately. Thanks.
        without posting pics of my actual troops it was the best icould do last night

        Details.

        1. Japanese have units that have been exploring my southern regions.
        2. At time of the out break of war he had a number to the West of the Dividing range and some over the other side to the east. This is represented by the red line. No his troops were not in a line, it is jsut a representation.
        3. I placed defenders to the East side of the Mountain to prevent him advancing further. these are represented by the double purple lines, protecting the access to Oldonia central from the japanese and the continuous advance of barbarians from the darkness.
        4. To the west of the moutnains i had my main attack force. This made a three pronged attack agaisnt two stacks of japanese units. This is rperesented by the purple arrows on west of mmap. they headed south from Oldonia.

        Hope that helps.

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        • wow thats detailed. just don't forget the troops i sent to ur north.

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          • {ooc} havent palyed my turn yet to see them. will update with some more maps this afternoon.{/ooc}

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            • The orgy of alcohol and sex continued in the palace while Oldonians were dieing across the country.

              In a drunken stupor the generals ordered an attack on the Razite cities and to arrest the so called Prince. He was charged with being a traiter and over 1000 of his folowers were killed in the arrest.

              The Prince died in jail during the war years , but his son took on the Title of Prince and did continue the calling and led the Razites for the next 50 years.

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              • Reports were coming in to the palace but the Generals jsu tgave orders to crush crush crush.

                To the horth Japanese raiding squads had landed and impacted some hard losses on the Oldonian fighters. Fortunaly the townships were able to armthemselves and keep the Japanese out.

                To the south things were going better. The attacks continued with the Japanese on the run. The Oldonians got a little big headed though and almost lost a whole brigade when the Japanese launcehd a counter attack from the East.

                All in all the second 25 years of war was slightly in the Oldonians favour.

                Reports from the NAvy however reported more Japanese on their way across.

                Reinforcements would mean a whole new chapter in the war.

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                • The Oldonian sailing ship needed repairs. It ha jsut survived a long arduous night at sea in a storm.

                  under cover of darkenss they seeked land and finally in early hours of the morning they saw land to the South.

                  They had to man the oars to make the lnding but they arrived safe. Now they needed wood for repairs and food for the return home.

                  Once ashore they discovered som strangley dressed people. They wore skirts instead of pants.

                  They looked strong and aggresive. But the need of the fleet was bigeer so they made their first approach to these strange peoples.

                  Not undertanding each others language created barriers, but they spent the next 25 yrs in the local village. learning each others language.

                  Finally communications started.

                  The first message was

                  "We are the Oldonians we come in Peace"

                  the Reply

                  "We are the Spartans!"

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                  • Roma Victor!



                    The local garrison preformed admirably, they held back the barbarian onslaught long enough for the legion of Ravenna and the legion of Rex Hostilius to arrive. Some of the local infrastructure will need be rebuilt, but the city itself is intact.

                    Now it is clear that none can stand before the glory that is Rome! Hail Hostilius!

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                    • Beyond the coast, beyond the ocean

                      A coastline on the other side of the coast of Spines

                      The exploring fishermen didn't find anything usable for the Piercian Empire. No fishes, nothing...

                      They had crossed the Coast of Spines and discovered another shore not too far southwards. While following the coastline they saw people on the beach. At first they were scared by the heavyly armored and armed men, but after observing them for a week one of them dared to swim to the beach in order to speak with the strangers.

                      Once he came closer, he noticed they looked like what he was told about the romans, so he asked :

                      "Hello strangers, are you romans ?"

                      One of them came forwards and answered :

                      "Greetings, i don't know who are theese 'romans' you talk about, but i can tell you who we are ; we are the Spartans."

                      A little bit scared to be the first Piercian talking with theese people, the fisherman went on telling the spartans about his people...

                      OOC: Greece, feel free to continue the conversation.



                      Imperial Palace, Pierced Hill

                      In the evening, when all Her daily tasks were done, Iris went to see Sally.

                      I-"Good Evening Sally. I hope you could rest a little. Would you like to talk a little bit ?"

                      S-"This place... filled with luxury. Not used to it. Me simple sailer."

                      I-"Yes, but your ship is damaged beyond repair. May the comfort of this place be a compensation for the lost of your ship."

                      S-"Ship is not mine." she looked towards the floor...

                      I-"Did you steal it ?"

                      S-"No, captain did not return. They only relased me."

                      I-"Were you prisoners ?"

                      S-"I don't know. They took us from Funglish harbour. Ship wasn't finished. Me aboard with captain and three other men. They put us in place with many lights..." she stopped talking, her trembling voice simply couldn't bring more words out.

                      I-"Who were they ? And where are the Funglish lands ?"

                      S-"They... they looked like bugs. Big black eyes, grey skin." Iris looked iritated, this didn't fit the description of his kind. "They show us world from above. Funglish lands are beyond the ocean. If repair funglish ship, would not be enough to go back."

                      I-"Our ships can't travel so far Sally, i'm afraid you will have to stay here. I don't know why the ones who took you have released you here, nor do i know why they could know this language. I learned it from someone who doesn't look like bugs... he looked just like you and I."

                      S-"Never go back ?"

                      I-"No."

                      -silence-

                      OOC: MMC, you may continue with Sally talking about the Funglish. Don't really know what she could say about your civ.

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                      • Sacrifice and Vengeance



                        The Prince heard about the death of the archeresses regiment next to Mound City, and so he swared that they shall not have died for nothing. Scout troops were sent ahead of the army in order to locate the responsable barbarians, and a messenger was sent to Asiza, where most of the archeresses came from.

                        At the edge of the jungles of Piercia, he prayed to the spirits of this place to lead him in battle and went on, prepared to cross the desert and fight those who killed his fellow Piercians, and were a threat to his friends of the Wyandot Nation. He knew the spirits had blessed him and his blades when the imperial amulet began to shine brightly, surrounding him with a slight halo of orange light. And there he stood, in front of his army, infused with the holy power of the spirits. He knew he was invincible and all who dare to cross his path are doomed.



                        Back in Asiza, when the news reached the town, everyone was praying for the dead. Almost every family had someone to miss. And so it was decided to raise a monument honoring the fallen archeresses. The cult of the fallen warriors quickly allowed the military to get many recruits, willing to show the barbarians why they'd better not kill any Piercian in the future. They started building barracks in order to organize the fights that were to come.

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                        • While walking towards the north a group of Spartan Phalanxes spotted a group of barbarian warriors in the distance.



                          The barbarians used the jungle to cover themselves.
                          One of the Spartan soldiers moved towards the camp of the barbarians and overheard a conversation between two of the barbarian leaders.

                          "Big city! Take money and wifes!" the first leader said with a weird low voice.
                          "Silver! Silver!" the other leader repeated enthousiasticly.
                          "Hahahahaha silver us! our silver"
                          "Kill men take wifes hahahahaha"
                          "Hahahaha suprise"
                          "Me murder them hahaha"

                          The Spartan soldier grew angry when he heard these uncivilized men speak about an attack at the city of Corinthia, not far away.

                          He turned around and moved back to the others. Then he suddenly stepped into a whole in the ground and collapsed on the ground.

                          "Sounds....!" one of the barbarian leaders said.
                          "Stay here, me look with me army" the other one said.

                          Mapholos, the Spartan soldier, quickly ran away and tried to vanish in the dark. But one of the two groups of barbarians immediately came after him.

                          The barbarians ran faster then Mapholos, they knew the territory of the jungle. They attacked him in his back: "Help" he screamed, towards his friends a few hundreds of meters away.

                          Then he countered the attack of the Barbarians.
                          Well equiped he was able to kill many barbarians, but there were too many of them.

                          Mapholos died.
                          The barbarian group continued to move towards the rest of the Spartan group of Phalanxs.

                          The leader of the unit, Polimos, understood what was going on. "Make yourself ready! We will let them pay for killing Mapholos!" he screamed.

                          The Spartan soldiers prepared for battle.



                          The group of barbarians had no chance.
                          They were killed without any of the Spartans being killed.
                          "Victory" Polimos yelled.

                          "There may be more soldiers further in the jungle" a young soldier, Miphos, said.
                          "Let's try to hunt them down and kill them" Polimos decided.

                          The unit of Spartan Phalanxes moved further and quickly encountered the 2nd group of barbarian warriors.



                          Without any hestitation the Spartans killed all the barbarians. None survived. No casualities for the Spartans.
                          After the 2nd victory the Spartans did not celebrate.

                          They mourned because of the loss of Maphalos.

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                          • A group of Corinthian archers headed to the jungle.
                            They were ordered by Lacedaemon to protect northern borders of the Spartan empire against invading barbarian.

                            Word had reached Sparta about the confrontation between the unit of Phalanxs and the barbarian warriors.
                            While the Plananxs would continue their route to the north, with the mission to search for new civilized people, the archers would defend the Spartan Empire.

                            The Phalanxs had the mission because these soldiers were the finest soldiers in the Spartan empire. Armed very well and especially trained to battle against melee units and chariots.
                            If northern civilizations would be aggressive then these phalanxs would have no problems facing this agression.

                            While the archers walked through the open fields north of Corinthia they suddenly became aware of something that was floating on the waters.



                            A man was standing on the thing......
                            The thing floated to the coasts, the man stepped from the thing and walked towards the Corinthian Archers.

                            He clearly was not a barbarian. What barbarian would be able to float on the waters?
                            Then he started to talk in an ununderstandable language.

                            "Excuse me...." Daneus, the leader of the archers, said...
                            A confused look appeared on the face of the floating-man.
                            Another stream of confusing sounds came from his mouth....

                            Then he showed his open hands.
                            "A clear sign of peacefull intentions!" Daneus concluded.
                            Then he tried to make clear to the floater that he should follow him, and he brought him back to Corinthia.

                            The floater stayed in Corinth. Soon it became clear that he came from a far away country. He had sailed the waters with his board for many many years. His mission was to search for other civilizations.

                            One day he was ready to be brought to Lacedaemon in Sparta.
                            "Finally you're ready to speak with our leader! You're able to speak in our language! I'll bring you to Lacedaemon, follow me." Daneus told him.

                            When they arrived in Sparta and the floater was in front of Lacedaemon, he said:
                            "We are the Oldonians we come in Peace"

                            "We are the Spartans" Lacedaemon replied.
                            "How can we be sure that you come in peace? What are your intentions with that floating thing that you name a 'workboat'?"

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                            • Polimos and his Phalanxs marched further into the jungles.
                              They walked till they reached a sea in the east.
                              While standing between the trees on the shore they looked into the far distanced.

                              "Unknown lands lay ahead!" Polimos spoke.
                              "And we are headings towards that unknown in the distance and we're going to explore it! We may experiences all kinds of adventures. We may meet different people. We may see things we've never seen before! It's all there, hidden in the distance!"

                              While speaking they suddenly saw something on the water. "It's coming to us" one of the soldiers said.
                              "Polimos was right! We will see things we've never saw before!" another one said.

                              The thing floated towards the group of Phalanxs.
                              While it came closer and closer it was more and more possible to see what it was.
                              "There are people on it!" someone suddenly said.



                              The thing came to the shore. The people left it.
                              One of them said: "Hello strangers, are you romans ?"

                              "Greetings, i don't now who are theese 'romans' you talk about, but I can tell you who we are ; we are the Spartans." Polimos said, trying to immitate the weird accent of the strangers.

                              The stranger told about his Piercian nation.
                              "Follow me towards Sparta. You'd better meet with Lacedaemon, the leader of all Spartans" Polimos told him.

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                              • Official letter to my neighbors Rome and Russia.

                                Portugal warmly invites both of you to send representatives to the city of Outpost. We offer that city be a meeting place of our three nations, where we can discuss all diplomatic matters. As a first step we offer you both open borders, this will allow our people and yours to travel freely. Also Portuguese, Russian and Roman merchants will be able to sell their merchandise to a bigger audience. Cross border trading will increase, thus benefiting all of us.

                                Also I offer that Outpost also be used as a military staging place. As you know our city is on the western frontier. Situating a well trained army there will help us keep safe the western borders of Rome and Portugal. I invite each one of you to send at least one battalion of warriors. Outpost will house and feed them.

                                I have already instructed a brigade of road builders to travel south and start working on connecting our roads with yours.

                                Looking forward to your thoughts on this important matter.

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