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New World: The founding age (IC)

Postby Royal Britannia » Thu Sep 27, 2012 2:03 pm

Founding Age

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The world is teeming with life. As the human race begins to emerge as the dominant species on the planet, primitive nation states are formed. Each tribe is different, rich in culture and eager to make its mark on the world. Primitive weapons and dwellings begin to spread, and soon tribes grow bigger and bigger. This is the founding age of the New World.

With so much potential for power, for wealth, you are tasked with raising a tribe, a civilisation of people, through this age and into prosperity for the future. Will you be a warmonger, or a peacemaker? The world is fresh and ready for your tribe. Do you have what it takes to make it to the top?


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Talian- light blue
Nerunians- black
Hatyed- Dark red
Halleon- browny gold
Barabian- Green
Hixos- Orange

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The Barabian tribe is based loosely on the Celtic and Pagan traditions of the oldest of humans on New Earth. A war like tribe by nature, they are little more than hunting nomads. Although at first travelling around the continent for food and the like, the Barabian’s have built the foundations of a small civilisation on the coast line, establishing a primitive form of border that marks out its territory. Ready to wage war in order to spread its land claim, the Barabian’s are seen as brave warriors, despite their primitive weaponry and lack of a de facto leader.

The region dominated by the tribe was inhabited by small dwellings around the coastline, with a small number of nomads spreading out further into the mainland. With no real leader (elders in the tribe were considered the thinking force behind the civilisation), conquest was not an option for the tribe; for now at least. Focusing on fishing and hunting for now, the Barabian’s were content with what they had.
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Postby Ostereichs » Thu Sep 27, 2012 2:17 pm

During the dawn of man there was a war-like tribe called the hixos they were strong men and women
They worshiped the god of war and victory atalh,
They wandered the planet until their leader spoke and said:brothers and sisters as you know we are a big tribe we must find more food to feed the children and the old we will follow the river up stream and look there,they walked for 1 day and in the morning
The leader said praise be to atalh we found our new land and they settled on the land and called it hixonia.
After some days they conqured the coast and came into contact with a unknown tribe.
they sent someone to make peace with them and sent them some wine.
but then killed them all and took them over.
Then the leader said:tribes men this is a new age a new age of glory for hixos
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Postby Firstaria » Thu Sep 27, 2012 2:41 pm

At the village of Calat, the high shaman was wearing his blue colored vest and his mash, chanting to Aquatos for the daily preach. The Talian had discovered those fruits that cannot be eaten, but they could be broke on the furs to give it color, and blue was the sacred color of Aquatos.

" TALIANS!!! " the shaman said in the Talian language (that for obvious reasons will be translated) " The sea today gave us great fishing. Our camps gave us abundant food. Our hunters captured 2 mighty bears today. THIS ARE SIGN OF PROSPERITY! AQUATOS IS SATISFIED WITH OUR PREACH TO HIM!!! HONOR THE GOD OF THE SEA, PROTECTOR OF TALIANS!!! "

The people of the village rejoiced and praised their god " Today, also, he gave me a vision: we should take our fishing boats, and make them bigger, able to transport things on them. We should use more wood to move them to increase their speed. Those boats will bring our people faster to the coasts of this place, letting us founding more villages and let our people prosper faster. " He let some praise going on, then he interrupted and continued " He also however said that our hunters (OOC: who uses lances and javelin weapons) should also explore the forest at south, because over it they will find other land. Land is important as the sea for us to live, as we cannot invade too much the realm of our god. "

He took a pause, then continued " Even our high number of newborns are proof of his blessing, but we cannot live all in our few villages. If we want to acquire knowledge of the sea, we must expand fast: that's why our best hunters will be sent for this mission: we can renounce to some days of meat, in exchange of better places to live. "

One of the villagers said " And if strangers will be met? " and the Shaman answered " As there are many different fishes in the sea, there is no doubt others like us. If Aquatos wants them to live, so it shall be...otherwise, we will take their homes and their womens in his glorious name, FOR THE GLORY OF AQUATOS!!! "

The villagers rejoiced, it was the beginning of a new age.
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Postby Hayre » Thu Sep 27, 2012 3:14 pm

In the main village of the Hatyed one of the wise elders started to speak.

"It seems that the great lord has blessed us with more newborns this past month meaning that it is a sign we should grow"

"And how should we do that?" repiled one of the young warriors listening

"You and a group of 100 others shall journey north to the unknown tomorow to see if there is any other tribes."

"what if there is?" Repiled the warrior "what then?"

"if they are friendly then we shall coexist with them but if they chose to fight then fight we shall."

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Postby Great Artano » Thu Sep 27, 2012 3:30 pm

In Martinia the high village of the Nerunians at the dawn of the day the high priest went to his traditonal bath at the sea
He founded an old stone with strange cryptographies he thougt that it was a signal from neptune to rise and explore.
He raised the assembly:
'Nerunians! It´s our time now. We need to explore the lands that we don´t Know.It´s our duty our need! First we need to prepare our boats in a vision Neptune showed me that we need to make them bigger and make bigger sails too!"
'Why Oh High Priest?' Asked a fisher
'Because neptune says!' and he showed the stone "
"And if we find other people like us?" asked a woman
"If they attack us we will attack back(with stone harpoons) if they help us we will help them!
I need 20 volunteers'
The most brave men went to him.
'Your mission is to explore the lands in the north. Be careful , my sons'
'Thank you High Priest peace be with you" said Petyr Soros the leader of the expedition
and so a new era begins

GLORY AND HONOR FOR THE NERUNIANS!!
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Postby Halleon » Fri Sep 28, 2012 12:26 pm

The horn of war was heard throughout the lands of the Halleon Tribe, the strongest tribe on the Island, what many in the tribe now called the Island of Halleon.The warriors gathered to began a war that would be called the unification war, they were the strongest on the island, they would be the ones to unite the other tribes who were weaker then them. The people of the tribe seen the strong as the victors over the weak.

The sounds of drums were heard and the horns of war continued to be heard for the warriors to be gathered. The Great King Hallicus would gather his army as he prepared to wage war on the Island he seen as his. The lands he has conquered last year had greatly strengthened his people, they now had a population of 10,000 and that number was growing. If he managed to secure more land to the south of his tribe then he would gain even more valuable land that could be used for farming and even gain more resources that would add to the wealth of his people.

Unlike other tribes the warriors were organized as they formed ranks and they held their weapons with pride. They were deadly on the field of battle due to their refusal to accept defeat, the way to glory and fame was on the battlefield, better to die in battle then to return home defeated. King Hallicus of the Halleon Tribe listened to the beat of the drums that seemed to shake the very ground he stood upon, soon he would give his speech to his tribe to announce his plan of complete domination of the island.
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Postby Hayre » Sat Sep 29, 2012 6:26 pm

It had been weeks since the Hatyed warriors started there journy north in the last few days they had found what looked like signes of life such as a few overgrown trails and what looked like a burial site but what they found today would shock them all.

"How many more nights is it going to be until we turn back" said Gulat a young warrior

"Be quiet you fool" repiled Shargad the leader of this journy "we shall turn back once we get to the other side of the island"

Just then they came to the top of the large hill they had been climing from there they could see a small fishing village in the distance.

"we have no villages this far north do we?" said one of them

"No we do not" repiled Shargad shocked "no we do not"
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Postby Great Artano » Thu Oct 18, 2012 10:23 am

After the Nerunian scout group left the Homeland, they followed a old road. After 2 wearing weeks they arrived to a ruined city.
'Petyr? What should we do now?' asked one of the young scouts
'we shall explore and notice the high priest. This virgin land is rich and the 5 villages are over populated."
3 months later a group of colonists leadered by Petyr Solos begun the repovoation of the region which gained the name of Eldaria.


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