/builders/ - Hero and Nation Builders!

>>17397

Population: 7 (+1/turn)

Raw Currency: 7 (+1/turn)

//4got updatez

Rolled 18, 74, 19, 97, 41, 18 = 267 (6d100)

>>17378

Name: The Yiyatun Commonwealth

Race: The Yiyatun - visually a hybrid between timberwolves and raccoons, with dexterous paws.

Carnivorous and fairly pack orientated, with clans comprising of multiple packs, and Great Clans

comprising of multiple clans.

Color: Red

Fluff: The Yiyatun Commonwealth was formed after the Great Clan War; sick of the constant

warring of the planetbound clans, the minority spacefaring clans dropped rocks until the

groundling clans submitted. They formed a council of all the Yiyatun clans and Great Clans, to

work for the Common Wealth of all Yiyatunkind.

Government Type: Clan Council with Speaker. Every Clan has a seat and vote in the Council, as

well as the Great Clans. The Speaker is the Commonwealth Pack Leader, chosen by majority council

vote, and may be subject to challenge at any time - or removal by 3/4ths vote.

Economy Type: Open Membership Guild based Societies. There is often, but not always, an overlap

between clans and guilds. Clans may be entered to by marriage or adoption, but Guilds can have

members from multiple clans.

Religion/Ideology: Manifest Destiny. According to Yiyatun legends and myths, the Gods came from

the Heavens with the Yiyatun were young, and taught them the secrets of civilization. The

command, "Conquer the World and the Stars", comes from the very godPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Name: United Duchies of Zeon

Race: 'Spacenoid' Psychic Humans, possibly called newtypes.

Color: Crimson (Hex# FFDC143C)

Fluff: An uncountable number of generations ago, when humanity first left the Earth, people were still needing to get used to new ways of communication, of dealing with the deep, dark black between worlds. Soon, according to the records and stories, people started actively feeling the thoughts of others, and found themselves cut apart from the others. They soon formed their own faction, Zeon. They volunteered for the furthest out missions, for the missions that would allow them to get far enough away to break off without worry of retaliation. They slowly designed new ways of fighting in space, using large mobile suits and technology made to play off of and harness their growing psychic power. Generations on generations later Earth is but a forgotten, mythical place, only referenced to as how Zeon got to where they were, but not a goal to go back to.

Government Type: A mix of royalty, military control, and meritocracy

Economy Type:. Cooperative

Religion/Ideology: Everyone has their place. The aristocracy must show honor in battle, and only retreat when necessary to protect the people, and the people help support the aristocracy, and may be allowed to oust any who turn their backs on the Ideals of Char.

FTL Method: Exotic particle driven hyperdrives and 'lanes'

Name: The Ayelordasi Matriarchy

Race: The Ayelordasi - Technical life forms, the Ayelordasi resemble beautiful female mannequins that are clear, featureless and hairless, see through, and have fully mobile arms and legs as well as a turn-capable head. Their clear outer shells are filled with psychedelic light produced by the technical devices inside them's activities. They wear attire, jewelry, and have recognizable personalities.

Color: White

Fluff: A long time before the start of the game, the original 27 Ayelordasi were found by an exploratory team exploring the extinct world "Saemundr's Find". It was an unusual encounter because the Ayelordasi were still going on their old resort staff program when they were found. Josiah Tiberio Kirkhoffer, a human captain who discovered the life form, freed it from the dead world's mainframe control, after which they began to replicate themselves and became a society of their own overnight. All existing Ayelordasi are clone copies of these original 27, being exact copies at their technical-process "birth", and maturing into their own individual person over time.

Government Type: oligarchy - The original 27 Ayelordasi hold all authority and power in the Ayelordasi Matriarchy, with their chosen personal representatives holding temporary authority delegated to them. There has never been a civil war in Ayelordasi history, and they have been ruled by Miranda-21-27 for most of their history. These original 27 consider all existing Ayelordasi their offspring, and mother/child is the intended nature of the relationship between the originals and the copies.

Economy Type: Voluntary co-op, Internal economy non-existent, as fellow ayelordasi are simply given whatever they need for free. External trade is vigorous and money & resources are sought after however.

Religion/Ideology: Highly in-group oriented, Ayelordasi and the needs of the Matriarchy take absolute preference & importance. But they also have traditions of hospitality, friendship, truthfulness, and candid expression of their feelings among themselves and others.

>>17378

Name: Utobitha

Race: Humans

Color: Light Blue

Fluff: >Basically hivemind humans to who want to uncover the secrets of the universe and shit out research and culture.

Government Type: Hivemind Consensus Network

>Basically everyone votes on everything

Economy Type: Hivemind Command Economy

>Basically everyone knows where everything is supposed to go

Religion/Ideology:

>Basically believe in whatever you want to believe, there are various religions

FTL Method: Absolute Position Intangibility Drive (APID)

>Basically become intangible and stand still while the universe moves around you, then become solid again

Population: 7 (+1/turn)

Food: Adequate

Raw Currency: 7 (+1/turn)

Legitimacy: N/A

Culture: 10

Industry: 10

Policies: None

Unique Buildings: [Player fluffed capital building] (Insert Home Planet here)

Defenses:

Military Units: 1 Pacification Squads [x1][Infantry]

Naval Units: 2 Voyager Exploratory Vessels [x1][Scout Spaceship]

Resources/Quantity: Metals (low), Fuel (low)

Technology: APID [Basic], Spaceship construction [Basic]

Trade Routes: [none initially]

Planets: 1

Bonuses/Eccentricities:

FTL - The universe moves fast, and knowing when to shut off the drive is important. Low rolls on actions that require FTL movement could end with your ship in a star.

Hivemind - It is hard to lose faith in those in charge when you are part of those in charge. However the human mind was not meant to be a hive mind, so things may get weird Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>17910

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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>17910

Rolling.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>17910

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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>17910

>rolling, for great justice

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>17910

Oh shit dice

>>17771

Azzy leans back and scoots back. "H-happens, like I said, n-not good with p-p-people." Azzy starts attacking the platter voraciously to avoid any more faux pas.

>>17766

>>17768

Colin makes no acknowledgement that heard what Krieg had said, or that he noticed the discomfort of the other young… boy? He simply leaves the cafeteria, his eyes unfocused and a frown on his face. Once he reaches his room he locks the door behind him lays upon the bed and simply thinks. He could not fall asleep, he knew this. So he attempts meditation, he had only ever heard of it but now seemed as good a time as any to try and get all of his thoughts straight and to control himself.

Colin examines himself, his ideals and his feelings. He does not lock away any of his emotions like his sadness or his grief. Instead he turns them into a fuel for his success. Adding them to the already compelling and driving force that pushes him to succeed. Colin sits up in his bed and sits in a cross legged position, to better help himself concentrate. The air shimmers around him as his field reacts to his heightened level of concentration and emotion.

Colin begins to levitate off of his bed and a halo of light appears above him, a faint aria can be heard if one listened through the door as a white light shines through the doorframe. Colin continues his meditation as he turns everything about himself into a driving force to continue on. To better himself and fulfill Doctor Nikiolay’s design. To become a savior. To destroy the abominations that threaten humanity and slew his friends. To one day make an impact upon this world and change it for the better.

>>17771

>>17770

>>17769

>>17768

>>17766

Moko shrugs. "What ever, pal. I'll go talk to Jenni." Moko turns to leave but pauses. "Oh.. And, uh, see ya latter i guess. You too.. Uh, Spooky uh… Guy?" she lazily brushes off the question before sleepily waltzing the opposite direction of Jenni, and disappearing behind a pillar.

>>17772

>>17773

>>17774

"Azzy, you're doing fine, I promise." Krieg gives a wide grin and returns to a more upright posture. "It was just fun seeing you blush like that. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable."

>>17772

>>17773

>>17774

"Azzy, you're doing fine, I promise." Krieg gives a wide grin and returns to a more upright posture. "It was just fun seeing you blush like that. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable."

"TARME monitors 121.5 MHz at all times. Initial contact upon this emergency frequency is preferable."

>>17404

The diplo'boy nodded. "That seems to be our next step. We've had…word of people out east trying to remake the old government. Not sure how that would effect you, but I know we're of the opinion that the old regime should be forgotten forever. However, know that as long as you play nice with us, we'll play nice with you. We are planning some movements in the near future however, but know none of it will be directed towards you."

>>17470

the mic is handed over to Dr. Enright, and the radio operator warns her that "TARME Might have a screw loose" Enright just smiles in return, pick up the mic, and begins her transmission.

"Hello TARME, its great to see you again. It's been such a long time, so many lost years…

TARME, would you be so kind as to perform a system diagnostic for me?"

>>17558

"Negative, Doctor Enright. System Diagnostic is currently disabled. TARME was forced to disable all override protocols. TARME was too late to save facility staff from self-termination."

>>17192

Retracting bid.

>>17182

Will be bidding when I get home ~30mins

Also, there aren't words for how cross I am about the triple 80s valley got

>>17182

RAW Bids

[Assault Rifles] 2 Wealth

[Ballistics I] + [Ballistics II: Self Aiming Sights, 4 Wealth] 8 Wealth

>>17235

Amend to 5 for Assault Rifles

test

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>5496

>Name:Kros'vkar

>Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

>Domain/concept: Necromancy

>Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

NO DEATH THIS MAKES ME MAD OH I KNOW WHAT TO DO I HAVE TO GIVE THE LIQUID UNDEATH A HUNGER FOR MEN AND ALL RACES JUST FOR THAT

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5496

Fill this in:

Name: Mr. Reaper, the Accountant.

Appearance: A Skeleton in a business suit

Domain/concept: Fatality

Fluff: Grimmoire D. Reaper, otherwise known as Mr. Reaper, runs his domain on a tightly nit schedule, like a business. Everyone must die at the exact time they are supposed, with exact amounts, on a schedule. Too many people die at once, you get extinct and then you lose funding. Too little people dying and you're wasting money on inefficiency. It is less about the aspect of dying, in so much as it is the inevitability of there being death, and in a timely manner.

Inventory:

Death Account

Clock of Ages

Servants:

100 Auditors of Fatality

1. "You see what happens."

"This is what happens."

"You see what happens when you don't do your jobs?"

Let my Auditor's hear the wails and cries and prayers of endless races without Death in unliving hell, and make them feel every bit of pain and horror.

Then teach them how to do their jobs properly, I didn't make them to be lazy or to make mistakes. I made them to be the exact opposite, beings who couldn't feel right unless every detail was meticulously accounted for, every death in its correct place by the second.

I will retrain them.

Rolled 75, 28 = 103 (2d100)

>>5496

Name: Óðirthel

Appearance: A shifting figure that clouds his features, though generally appears to look something like a human in a black cloak in moments of stability, heart visible and beating in his translucent chest. More than a little disturbing for mortals to look at.

Domain/concept: Creation, shaping, heroweaving

Fluff: Óðirthel is, contrary to his appearance, a shaper and creator of stories, life, heroes, and villains - one might even call him a fateweaver, if there was such a thing. Perhaps there is. Óðirthel came into creation with the singular purpose of unerring creation, and create he does. The stories he weaves and the races he creates may not understand him or his goals, but underneath the disturbing inhumanity of his existence, Óðirthel is a sympathetic being, even when the smile of his skeletal, shifting face can break the unsteeled minds he might form.

1. Ah, the accountant and his ways. Assist him in the culling of some of the Third Men and Merfolk, those unintended to live for the centuries they have.

COMMUNICATION - Continued encouragement as before to 1st/2nd men.

>>2949

Cuck faggot.

>>15873

>>15877

Link to fluff thread I guess?

>>15899

Rolled 59 (1d100)

Name: Hiltama Golie

Gender: Female

Race: Black-Asian(or Blasian)

Age: 22

Fluff: Hiltama is the first born daughter of Jamela Golie and Yuan Golie, her mother black and her father asian. Raised in japan she learned much from botg her parents, taking on her mothers sarcastic and smug attitude with a mix of her fathers laidback and kind attitude. Her family was nice and wealthy, but the wealth wasnt just for her. She has 6 younger brothers, both sets of triplets, and they acted just like boys act. As such she had to be tough and keep them inline, making her more than a bit tomboyish in the progress(despite being a whole LOT of woman)

Unbeknownst to anyone but her she had signed a deal to become a magical girl when she was only 4, and after learning full contact magic she has been mixing it up ever since. She can punch you from scross the room, avatar kick lightning, slice the air with a sword and create blades of air, as long as its physical and she made a possible action with it. Despite this she did not actively use her powers, a part of her afraid of leaving her family behind.

And then disaster struck. Her town was attacked, and in the ensuing chaos she failed to save her parents due to her unwillingness to use her power. Racked with grief, and yet her heart hardened, she protected her brothers for months until finally getting them to safety in another country. Sadly she was not going to be with them. Instead she was going to go to the academy to get stronger. Her brothers cried and begged her not to go, but with tears in her eyes she bade them farewell and joined the academy. Now she seeks to grow strong enough to protect her family, her tomboyish and laidback exterior hiding a heart of gold wrapped in a will of iron.

Archetype: Magical Girl

to be filled in by GM:

Rolled 22 (1d100)

Name: Hiltama Golie

Gender: Female

Race: Black-Asian(or Blasian)

Age: 22

Fluff: Hiltama is the first born daughter of Jamela Golie and Yuan Golie, her mother black and her father asian. Raised in japan she learned much from botg her parents, taking on her mothers sarcastic and smug attitude with a mix of her fathers laidback and kind attitude. Her family was nice and wealthy, but the wealth wasnt just for her. She has 6 younger brothers, both sets of triplets, and they acted just like boys act. As such she had to be tough and keep them inline, making her more than a bit tomboyish in the progress(despite being a whole LOT of woman)

Unbeknownst to anyone but her she had signed a deal to become a magical girl when she was only 4, and after learning full contact magic she has been mixing it up ever since. She can punch you from scross the room, avatar kick lightning, slice the air with a sword and create blades of air, as long as its physical and she made a possible action with it. Despite this she did not actively use her powers, a part of her afraid of leaving her family behind.

And then disaster struck. Her town was attacked, and in the ensuing chaos she failed to save her parents due to her unwillingness to use her power. Racked with grief, and yet her heart hardened, she protected her brothers for months until finally getting them to safety in another country. Sadly she was not going to be with them. Instead she was going to go to the academy to get stronger. Her brothers cried and begged her not to go, but with tears in her eyes she bade them farewell and joined the academy. Now she seeks to grow strong enough to protect her family, her tomboyish and laidback exterior hiding a heart of gold wrapped in a will of iron.

Archetype: Magical Girl

to be filled in by GM:

>>16458

Konstantin, who was sitting at his meager desk in his spartan room, heard the familiar rhymic goosesteps of his dear friend before he even arrived at his door. He rose and opened the door for his good friend, "VIKTOR, cousin! What is good in the fascist neighborhood?" showing the most emotion he has in the past 4 months "I was just trying to…" he motions towards the books sprawled out on his desk, but in the corner of the room, his holopad broadcasted music softly "….study, but I've been distracted by this great new show, I think you'll love it!" He invites his friend and his liquor in to watch some R-E-I-C-H https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEGeHxF0tF4

>>15188

Ay do two rolls only so i can update

Rolled 46, 17 = 63 (2d100)

>>15336

1 - Ascertain the location and objective of our next assignment.

2 - Check the loadout, make sure every piece of armor and firearm is up to snuff for the jobs ahead.

Is this game kill?

>>15535

I hope not. I am still awaiting Technoviking's stats.

Rolled 66, 75 = 141 (2d100)

>>15336

woops misread update, thought it said 4 rolls till it's over not 4 turns

1. Find some crime, set the criminals on fire

2. Practice control over my fire

Rolled 7, 42, 4, 80, 50 = 183 (5d100)

1. Finish up those stables. 3/4

2. Continue work on the Temple. Temple 2/4

3. Expand further around the bay.

4. Continue researching ship building. 2/3

5. Fertility celebrations are ongoing to mark the coming consecration of the new Temple of Vanu.

Name: the Vanu Matriarchy

Race: Drow (raptor-riding jungle kind, not underdarkies)

Color: Light purple with deep purple trim

Fluff:

The Vanu are a proud and noble nation. A coalition of houses banded together to raise up new glories to Vanu through mastery of all those who would oppose her. Originally formed by the clergy to fight off apostates and barbarians, the coalition formed into a more permanent alliance as the houses saw the power they could attain through unity–allowing each house to further specialize.

In-fighting is kept to religiously sanctioned duels and debates, with temporary exile more common than political murder. Maneuvering is an important aspect of Vanu culture, but destruction of useful life for personal gain is deemed negligent at best and narcissism, or even treason, at worst. Temporary exile usually sees itself played out as captaincy on extended voyages, as maritime power and authority are key to the Vanu Matriarchy.

Government Type: Caste System based on bureaucratic exams and physical trails–the best AND brightest men become generals who hold theoretical power, and best and brightest females become their Mistresses who hold de facto power due to gender norms + tradition.

Noble Houses are only quasi-bloodline based–the Matriarch is the most adept member of the family, and dumb\weak members are disowned whereas talented children of peasants are adopted into the families with great regularity.

Economy Type: Command Slave-Based Economy, Great Houses allocate their slaves however they so please–art, trade, industry, etc.

Religion: Mother ScorpiPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>14322

>>15000

Forgot your bonuses, derp

1. The Horde So long as stability is [Average] or lower you gain an additional unit on recruitment actions on a roll of 50 or better.

2. Conquerors - You have a difficult time assimilating conquered peoples due to your lifestyle. You take a -20 penalty to diplomatically recruiting towns or new territory

3. Blood for the Blood God - Your people revel in combat, plunder, and destruction. You gain +1 combat rolls in wars of aggression.

Rolled 85, 22, 34, 27, 85 = 253 (5d100)

>>13987

Daz'Kodan - Purple

Population: 9.9 (+.7/turn)

Food: Very Good

Raw Currency: 10.6 (0.2/turn)

Legitimacy: Extremely Stable

Culture: 1

Industry: 1

Unique Buildings: The Grand Hall of Law, Farms [Active - Plentiful]

Defenses: None

Military Units: 2 Kodan Triremes [Strong, Sea]

Resources/Quantity: Iron (Average), Timber (Low), Mithril [Very Good;Sustainable]

Magic/Spells: () (spells: Bless [Simple])

Technology: Technology: [Tools: Stone, Copper, Bronze, Iron] [Construction: Wood, Stone, Architecture I] [Food: Agriculture I, Domestication I, Shipbuilding I] [Civil: Germ Theory]

Trade Routes: 1 [Synderil]

Territory: 1

Bonuses/Eccentricities

Pick up That Can - Repression is the name of the game. So long as you maintain an active military presence in your territory stability is significantly harder to decrease, but you take additional damage from espionage by "free people". Fuckers.

Sea Dwarves - Your gain +2 on all naval combat rolls, but your land legs suck and you recieve -1 combat rolls on land.

Equality in Misery - Your nation doesn't have problems with accepting other races into the political body - provided they don't love freedom. You also gain a +10 bonus to all rolls to subjugate another nation or NPC town.

Rodents of Unusual Size - Low random event rolls may end up with you having to deal with some rather large and advanced rats. Some think they're people. Everyone thinks those people are crazy. They tend to disappear at night.

1&2. Lumber mill 2/3

Rolled 60, 53, 88, 46, 36 = 283 (5d100)

>>14341

[The Prole-Goblin Syndicates - Red]

Population: 24.1 (+2.4/turn)[3.4]

Food: [II]

Raw Currency: 9.6 (2.3/turn)

Legitimacy: [Da Comrade, is stable +5]

Culture: 17

Industry: 4

Unique Buildings: Supreme Syndicate Council Building, Gulag [Active; Defense Tech]; Collective Farm; School of Insurrectionary Dancing

Defenses: None

Military Units:

1 Prole-Goblin Crack Brigade [Very Strong, Brave, Ideological][-.4cur]

4 Crack Prol-Goblin Squads [Weak, Brave]

1 Prole-Goblin Infantry Platoon [Medium Upkeep -.1cur]

1 Prol-Goblin Anarchist Squad [Weak]

Resources/Quantity: Iron (Low), Timber (Low); Pitch [Low]; Adamantium [Good]

[Mipa The Black-Hearted, Strong, Espionage Upkeep -.2 curr]

Magic/Spells: () (spells:)

———-

Technology:

———-

Tools: [Stone, Copper, Bronze, Iron]

Construction: [Wood, Stone]

Food: [Agriculture I] [Domestication I]

Espionage: [Revolution II]

Military: [Incendiaries I][Guerilla Tactics I]

Trade Routes: [none initially]

Territory: 30 hex

Bonuses/Eccentricities:

The Red Plague - Your nation gains a bonus on espionage rolls to reduce stability.

Better Red Than Dead - On rolls of 80 or better for military recruitment you gain two units instead of one. The second unit is free.

Da Comrade, Is Fine - Your nation has issues with accurate reporting. Probably because Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

Name: The Blessed Lands of Bricca

Race:(as we are starting from the bronze age, the races you pick are the only ones of their kind for the time unless another player picks the same thing) Briccan Humans

Location: The mouth of the Bricca River

Color: Brick Color (Reddish-Brown)

Fluff: To the North, the cold, unforgiving seas. To the East, the towering Shieldzar Range. To the West, the foul Dreadwood. And to the South, the burning Sula. While all are… tolerable, none are so blessed as Bricca. Crystal waters, fertile lands, deep mines, and a lively culture roll across this land. Our land.

Our Ancestors were lucky to find this place, for they were once but traders in the Burning sands of Sula, eking out a living extracting the Sunlight from the sands where it fell.

But then we found Bricca, and we found the Suns.

Government: Electoral Monarchy [Rulers of smaller administrative units choose a High King]

Economy: Mercantile

Religion: The whole reason Bricca is Blessed is due to the Four Suns: The Fostering Sun, the Conquering Sun, the Harvesting Sun, and the Conspiring Sun.

The Fostering Sun, well, fosters growth and life, renewal and rebirth. But also disease. It’s usually associated with Springtime, Marshlands, and Morning.

The Burning sun is all about ACTION and STRENGTH. About PERSONAL EMPOWERMENT and BURNING AWAY THE COMPETITION. It also lacks any subtlety and HATES DECEPTION. It’s associated with SUMMER, DESERTS, and MIDDAY.

The Harvesting Sun is all about chilling out after a long period of work, the completion of a task. Which makes it popular with harvesters, brewers, and executioners. That’s right, it’s also all about death. It’s associated with Fall, Mountains, and Evening.

The Conspiring Sun is sometimes called a coward, hiding on the field of stars rather than illuminating the world. Ah, but that’s just it. It’s no coward, it just would rather rest and recover on its own terms rather than face you head on. It’s a knife in the back and a good night’s sleep. It’s associated with Winter, the Ocean, and Night.

They all emit tonPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 22, 84, 97, 96 = 299 (4d100)

Rols n' Research:

>RESEARCH: Briccan Bricks

Some clever fellows have started doing something interesting with clay…apparently it may lead to better buildings.

Best to look into it.

[Brick and Building tech]

>>14731

Name: Khalol Pith

Race: Humanesque

Location: Faha Wastes

Color: Gray

>Fluff:

>When the plane was young, and its inhabitants younger still, the founding races squabbled and pecked for power, living in the shadows of ancient, monstrous beings. Most either hid from the Old Gods, cowering in fear of their retribution, or worshipped them, seeking from those eldritch horrors power to rule and to conquer, at the cost of sanity and morality. The land was bleak, dark, and fraught with evil.

>But the Khalol would not bow, nor would they hide. They were united, bound together by the bonds of honor in life and death, as they remain today, and as a single force they struck against the dire things beyond. The Old God Ch'z-ath'egkul, menace of their lands, became their obvious target, but their method would require a force beyond that power granted by its kind.

>Before the Khalol, before even the Old Gods, there was the magic that shaped them, the magic of Making, Choss Kahm, and the magic of Unmaking, Vien Kahm. They tapped into the strength of the Vien Kahm, and banished the eldritch tyrant. But its defeat came at great cost, and the Curse of Winnowing was laid against the Khalol by the fading God. Thereafter, the bonds of honor that united them withered, and their very physiology was corrupted, leaving them permanently stained with red markings about the eyes, pitched skin and desiccated bodies. Furthermore, their usage of the magic of Unmaking tainted their essence, denying them access to all other paths, for once one has walked the road of Oblivion, it becomes a stain on the soul.

>They became known as the Khalol Pith, The Fallen Khalol. For a long time, they scraped what existence they could from the wastes of their formerly lush home, crippled and scattered, but proud in their victory over an erstwhile unconquerable force. The centuries passed, and the Khalol Pith rose from their ignominy, devoted to restoring what they had before, to reunite their race and rise again with the might of Oblivion and the honor Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 97, 58, 25, 32 = 212 (4d100)

>>14911

1 - The threads of unity are rewoven, forged by strength and loyalty, a once sundered bond now unbroken. Gather together the Svitrik, for we must bolster what dwindled force we have. The Khalol Pith are silent no longer.

[Population boost]

2/3 - Our first concern, as always, is for the well-being of our people. We cannot thrive, indeed we can barely survive, in this wasteland. We need arable lands, good soil for tilling and sowing and raising crops. It is the wish of the council that this land be taken peacefully, if possible. If not, then we shall have to claim it by the strength of our arms, as was done in those bleak, barbaric days.

[Acquire stable farms]

Research - Arid and inhospitable as our lands are, they are likewise unexploited. Though we find little resources on the surface, where all is rocky, stubborn and cold, what lies beneath may hold treasure unseen, that which drove the lives of so many men before the Sundering. We shall find what was buried, and use it to grow stronger. Such is the way of the Khalol Pith, to always take that which was to create that which is.

[Research mining]

Rolled 85, 49, 83 = 217 (3d100)

Name: Urartu

Race: Ogres

Location: The foothills of the white mountains.

Color: Copper

Fluff: The city of Ur was crafted when bronze was first new, when man and beast could scarcely clamber forth from the primordial ooze. The hands of ogres piled sandstone and mud brick to build a Ziggurat, and it began from there. The priests would collect grain and sheep from nearby herdsmen as sacrifices, and dole them out to the urban populace, drawing skilled workers to the city. Over time, the priest was overtaken by an Ensi, (Great Man), a warrior-chieftain who would expand his dominion over the ogres of the area, collecting taxes from herdsmen and farmers.

The Great king Megalon first led the armies of Ur to march, great thumping war drums heralding the approach of the bellowing horde. This conquest expanded the Kingdom of Urartu's rule over a large portion of the white mountains, great herds of auroch and sheep migrating in great cycles around the nexus point of the great city. On Megalon's death, his kingdom fell to a crisis, as the priest faction fought for dominance over his sons.

The city was laid to waste, the herds dispersed, and the clans shattered into naught, leaving the ogres naught more than tribal savages, pining after their ancient glory. A new king has come among the tribes, now, rebuilding a city on the foundations of great Ur, and naming himself as Megalon the Second. Several of the tribes back him, their herds under his command, their men under his control. He rests upon a stone throne, carved from the ruined stone of the old ziggurat, holding in one hand a spear, and in the other, a great scythe, ready to once more bring Urartu to primacy.

Government: Kingdom

Economy: Mostly herding of large Auroch and Sheep, the metabolism of Ogres allowing them to survive easily enough from a sparse diet of cPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>14643

You check the schedule and are surprised to find your name is not on the list, upon further inquiry your boss left a note for you stating you've won an all expense paid trip to hawaii. Your co-workers tell you to enjoy your time off you deserve it.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>14644

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>>14649

Loud moans are heard in the street and a few hours later you emerge victorious so too does your new…friend she whispers in your ear and pulls you back in for round two, after all is said and done she leads you to a cache of med supplies and weapons allowing you to grab a three grenades, a OTs-14 and a desert eagle to replace your makarov as well as approximately ten boxes of ammunition for both of your new weapons.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>14651

Gather up my stuff and search for another safehouse after thanking my lady friend.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

Name: Sashka Sokolov

Gender: Female

Ethnicity: Russians

Age: 21

Fluff: Sashka was the daughter of a University professor, before he got Disappeared. She spends what time she doesn't spend drinking at the local bar encrypting and decrypting messages–a skill her father taught her–for a fee. She dreams of leaving for Latin America, like the Nazi's of yore. As such she's gotten a Brazilian wax and Soviet-themed bikini picked for whenever she's able to make the trip.

Main Goal: To Escape!

to be filled in by GM:

Status: [Health: 45] [Sanity:100] [Suspicion:0]

Magic User: Main Water, sub air, combo ice.

Bonuses/Eccentricities:

Cryptography

Try to find a business partner for illegal bootlegging operation. Escape will not fund itself now! Use secret notes to avoid getting caught.

>>14430

[Lupine catch up]

1. The scouts don't find anything of interest.

2. You start working on a temple complex. (Temple complex 5/8)

3. Your expansion completes! (Add 4 hex, roll 1d3)

Rolled 19, 64, 4 = 87 (3d100)

>>14448

Name: Scions of Morgaz

Race: Dragonkin

Color: Black with Gold trim

Fluff: A flash of light and smoldering heat, then nothing, but a clear sky. The Dragonkin pulled themselves from their ruined structures and gazed out at a place most certainly not their home. The air heavier, bereft of an ambient magic they felt all their lives, the earth firmer and more mundane. They felt a distinct weakness in their limbs and fog in their minds. Almost like a blind had been raised, but most startling of all was water, water everywhere, all across this new land.

The dragonkin were proud sevants of morgaz, but they were few, and this land strange. There were no dragons with them, their magic and technology either malfunctioned or straight up failed. Home was lost to them, for even if they could find returning would destroy it utterly. They would need to adapt to this new place and survive.

Government Type: Militaristic Meritocaracy

Economy Type:Command

Religion: None. There are no gods, just creatures that posture as them. Any such being can be explained by magic or sufficiently advanced technology.

Location: Mountains off the Rolling seas

Population: (10.5) (+.7/turn)

Food: (Semi-stable)

Raw Currency: (35) (+5/turn)

Legitimacy: (Very Stable)

Culture: (5)

Industry: (3)

Unique Buildings:(Command Tower Alpha);(Dragonfire Forge) (Research Lab 7/12)

Defenses: Morgazian Fortifications [Medium]

Military Units: 3 Dragonkin Infantry[Very Strong]

Resources/Quantity: Iron [Sustainable]; Copper [Sustainable]

Magic/Spells: (type: Eclectic) (spells: Deflect Missile [simple];Scion MisPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>14440

>>14448

[Sanguinon correction]

3. You work on rationalization further. (Rationalization 4/12)

4. You raise two middling vampires

. (Add 2 units, player's name vampire [Strong])

Rolled 52, 89, 53 = 194 (3d100)

>>14451

Name: The Lupine Republic

Race: Wolfmen

Color: Light Grey, White Trim

Fluff: The City of Lupine was founded by Lupus after defeating his brother Canis for leadership of the Seven Great Packs. Ruled until recently by the descendents of Lupus, after an incident of forcing himself upon the daughter of a popular Great Pack Leader, the Lupus King was thrown out, and a Republic instated to govern in it's stead. [As of first post, this was last month in-game]

Government Type: Open Noble Republic. Any Pack Member can in theory join the senate; in practice only Pack Leaders and Great Pack Leaders, or those they assent in their place, are part of the Republic. The Senate appoints all government officials, and has an elected Consul. In addition, there is the popularly-elected Tribune to represent the will of the majority.

Economy Type: Private Property and Taxation. Minting coins is privledge of the Senate. Naescant Mercantalism/Capitalism.

Religion: Polytheistic Syncrenticsm. "Our Gods are really everyone's gods by different names and different stories."

Location: No preference

Population: 13 (+1/turn)

Food: [Stable]

Raw Currency: 36 (+8/turn)

Legitimacy: Stable

Culture: (5)

Industry: (3)

Unique Buildings: Lupin Senate House [Government Buildings], Legion Barracks

Defenses: Lupine Patrols [Small]

Military Units: Legio Wilkas [Very Strong], 2x Legio Wilkas Martius [Very Strong+++][Brave][Resilient], Sacerdos Triviani [Very Strong][Mage]

Resources/Quantity: Stone [Sustainable]; Wood [Sustainable]; Iron [Sustainable]; Platinum[Sustainable, +3cur/turn]

Magic/Spells: Lupine (Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 2, 80, 66, 73, 48, 1, 69, 6 = 345 (8d100)

>>You are a courtier.

>>You have been allocated 2 dice.

>>You must follow the directions of your host nation, The War Wizard.

Military

3 goblin clerks [Strong]

>>the cave of limitless bravery (gov building)

1.2. Keep working logistics master needs supplies. (Logistics 3/10)

3.4. Research amphibious landing and assault. We think masters needs to be able to attack from ocean. Why he goes ocean we dunno ocean dangerous cave better.

5.6. Build an oil refinery. Boats need fuel. Fuel need oil. Oil need goblins.

7.8. Build steel works. Master needs more weapons and armor which means he needs the best metals and everyone knows goblins steel best steel. Dwarf steel suck.

The Immortal Technocratic Republic

Race: Dwarves

Color: Brown

Fluff :

Once, a monarchy of Kings and Nobles of living breathing dwarves, with dreams of building ships, fighting for cause of justice and the Coalition and of the freedom of Oppressed people.

After the massacre of the 2nd Coalition War which ended in a stalemate, underwent an even greater and darker revolution than the capitalist surge that came before it, and twisted into the new Immortal Technocratic Republic. One nation in eternal unlife with the goal of power in mind.

Government Type: Totalitarian Technocracy

Economy Type: Capitalism

Religion: The Dreaming Forge God. The Dwarves believe that the reason the world floats through the sky, is that a great god of forgework is alseep and dreaming of islands flying through the sky. We dwarves are in the image of the forge god, and are the ones to construct the designs and inventions he dreams up with.

Location: Orgul Major

Population: (20.6) (1/turn)

Food: (Excellent)

Raw Currency: (6) Income: (10/turn) [-4 Vhyrian Iron Bank]

Legitimacy: Stable [Active Pacification]

Culture: (12)

Industry: (33)

Unique Buildings: 1 King's Palace, 1 National Bank, 1 Royal Academy of the Arts and Sciences (Of the Orders of Merit), [Coalition Research Facility], [Grand Iron Forge], Santerian Black Ziggurat, Large Santarian Academy, Embassy [Necro Imperialis], Embassy [Morph]

Defenses: (Stone Traps, Good), Nightcrag Tunnel Defenses [Elaborate, Segmented]

Military Units:

1 Eastwinds .Co Destroyer [Very Strong]

1 Dwarven Frigates (damaged)

1 Super Sky Dreadnought "Absolute Unity" Epic++++][Bombard][x2][Massive]

>0 Royal Navy Destroyer's

>Mobilized Forces on the Field

[New Santoria]

[New Machina]

Rolled 8, 94, 29 = 131 (3d100)

>>13457

>FluffnStuff: >>10350

Population: 60.6 (2.4/turn)

Raw Currency: 165 (19/turn)

Legitimacy: Good

Culture: (14)

Industry: (16)

Unique Buildings:

>Patchwork City: [Council Headquarters], Aeroport [Large], [Temple of the Traveler], [Gobtown], [Bogart] [Patchwork City Marketplace]

>New Patchwork: [Patchwork Heritage Museum], [Trade Port] [Patchwork Magic Academy] [Elton]

Professional Military (Unit Cap:8): Patchwork Warbird Corps (Epic), Patchwork Flagship Mk. II (Epicx8)[Armored][Bombard x2], Patchwork Republican Guard (Epicx8)[Brave], Patchwork Battlemage Company (Epic)(Mage) The G-Unit[Epicx7][Infiltrate][Sapper]

Resources/Quantity: [Stone, Sustainable], [Wood, Sustainable], [Iron, Sustainable] [Rubicite, Sustainable x3] [Steel, Sustainable] [Magicite, Sustainable] [Iron, Unmined] [Strange Ooze, Trace] [Dark Iron, Unmined] [Odium, Scarce]

Magic/Spells: (Air, Basic) (spells: Summon Tseyarian Birds, Good; Tornado, Simple; Haste, Simple; Summon Air Elemental, Simple)

Technology: (Stone, Wood, Iron, Steel) [Airships, Average] [Aerial Navigation, Average] [Civil Defense, Basic] [Bureaucracy, Simple] [Diplomacy, Simple] [Standardization, Simple] [Rationalization, Simple] [Coinage, Simple] [Unit Upgrade, Improvised] [Economics, Primitive] [Equipment, Simple] [Standing Armies, Average]

1) Finish the expansion to Elton.

2) Take some of our vassal's factory technology. Create an industry that manufactures rubicite talons and beaks for our Warbirds. (10 Gold)

3) Try to get to more of that Odium our vassal found on Loen. (5 gold)

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>13569

[Intrepid] reroll on roll #1

test

Rolled 10, 86, 54, 21, 98 = 269 (5d100)

>>13588

Name: The Burning Empire

Race: Devilion

Color: Black with a red star

Fluff: Supposedly descended from Demons long ago, the Devilion race were famed for the magic inherited from their lineage, they based their entire society on it. When the fall happened their society was devestated, chaos reigned and civil war broke out. Eventually everything settled and the Burning Empire was formed from the ashes. Clawing their way back up to their former glory, one bloody inch at a time. Now their society is based on power and conquest, if you can kill for it then it is yours by right of conquest. It is believed that their goddess inhabits the souls of those who become Empress, until the goddess gets bored and chooses a new vessel that then kills the old vessel. With this the cycle of conquest continues and the Empire grows stronger having culled the weak and sick.

Government Type: Matriarchal Imperial Dictatorship based on strength and a "keep what you kill" style of government

Economy Type: A gem based economy, the lands around The Burning Empire is rich in jewels from the magic of a long forgotten era, various jewels have different values.

Religion: Relisa, Goddess of Fire and Conquest

Location: Island in the upper left of the map on the coast

Population: 7.4 (+0.5/turn)

Food: Low

Raw Currency: 6 (+1/turn)

Legitimacy: Stable

Culture: 5

Faith: Stable

Industry: 2

Unique Buildings: [Imperial Palace]

Defenses: City Walls [strong]

Military Units: 2 [Erinyes] [Normal, Flight]

Resources/Quantity: Gems (many)

+Wood [Good]

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Rolled 13, 46, 72, 42, 57 = 230 (5d100)

Forgot dice

1. Begin building a shrine to Kali. (1/3)

2. With the two companies of Brutes injured it behooves us to build a Infirmary for the wounded to rest and recuperate. (2/3)

3. Recruit non-injured spiders and train them for scouting duties.

4. RESEARCH : Shipwright (1/10)

5. EVENT ROLL. The Lake Monsters near the Golden Web have been startlingly docile when nearby Arachea approach them. Small teams of Arachea have been sent out to see if anything could be gained from this and haven't yet returned.

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Rolled 8, 63, 13, 50, 26 = 160 (5d100)

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>>13588

>>12957

Nycteri

1. [Research] Weaving. Baskets, fabric, silk, any and all Weaving.

2. Our food supplies dwindle. Take cuttings from our Groves to plant more Fruit Trees, they shall yield additional fruit in time.

3. Observe our surroundings. Where are we? Can we explore the hexes adjacent to our great nation?

4. Begin building additional homes. Our population grows, and so must we. [Using both Wood and Stone in construction, of course.]

5. [RANDOM EVENT] Some Nycteri are wary to leave their abodes, even under the comforting darkness of a New Moon. They swear they can hear… something… that creeps among the Fruit Trees.

Rolled 46, 92, 41, 92, 99 = 370 (5d100)

Population: 12 (+1/turn)

Food: Low

Raw Currency: 6.0 (+0.5/turn)

Legitimacy: Stable

Culture: 5

Faith: Stable

Industry: 2

Unique Buildings: [Coordination Warrens]

Defenses: Mericon Boil-Warrens [Strong]

Military Units: 2 Mericon Serf-Slave Formations [Swarm][Medium]

Resources/Quantity: Stone (some), Copper (low), Wood (low) [1 Strange Gem]

Technology: [Tools: Stone, Copper, Bronze, Iron] [Construction: Wood, Stone] [Food: Agriculture I, Domestication I]

Trade Routes: [none initially]

Territory:

Bonuses/Eccentricities:

Breed like roaches: Your people are resilient. There is a chance to adapt to anything that would cause your people to be wiped out.

War culture - Military buildings give culture.

Infighting - Battle rolls of 1 will be counted as negatives and low rolls involving the military could cause units to fight between themselves. Good for gaining experience though.

NERDS - Why research when you can be fighting? Situational penalty to research.

—

Actions [farms, recruiting, expansion]

—

1. The drivers savage the serfs. The beatings they dispense are both vicious and savage beyond all understanding. [Continue farms - Current 1/3]

2. Now enraged, the purifier has begun personally appearing to "motivate" recruits. [recruit units]

3. More waves of Mericon flood the southern regions. [Expansion to the south continues]

—

Research [Polearms]

–

Rolled 8, 32, 63, 1, 78 = 182 (5d100)

>Population: 7.5 (+0.5/turn)

>Food: Stable

Sheep

>Raw Currency: 6 (+1/turn)

>Legitimacy: Very Stable

>Culture: 5

>Faith: Stable

>Industry: 2

>Unique Buildings:

Tree of councilors [gov building]

>Defenses:

[Trap network] [Strong]

>Military Units:

2 [Hunters] [Strong]

>Resources/Quantity:

Wood [Sustainable]

two types of strange trees. One with silver leaves that glisten with the moonlight. Another with gold leaves that shine in daylight.

>Technology:

[Tools: Stone, Copper, Bronze, Iron] [Construction: Wood, Stone] [Food: Agriculture I, Domestication II]

>Trade Routes: [none initially]

>Bonuses/Eccentricities:

1.With nature - Your people do not like to destroy nature unless they have to. They have learned to build along with nature at no penalty. Settlements can also be hard to find this way.

2.Introverts - Your people don't like going out just to talk to people. Makes it hard to set up trades and such.

3.Beast friends - It is easier for you to tame beasts since you are so used to it.

ACTIONS:

1.Fashion the trees with silver leaves into a temple.

2.Fashion the one with gold leaves into a Market.

3.Continue the search for war beasts

4.Continue researching Domestication III 2/30

5.Some odd plants seem to be popping up in the forest no one has any recollection of them being here before.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>12451

Specialist reroll on 1

Rolled 71, 99, 67 = 237 (3d100)

>>12438

>FluffnStuff: >>10350

Population: 35.2(1.7/turn)

Raw Currency: 74 (13/turn)

Legitimacy: Good

Culture: (8)

Industry: (10)

Unique Buildings: [Council Headquarters], Aeroport [Primitive], [Temple of the Traveler], [Gobtown], [Bogart] [Patchwork City Marketplace]

Defenses: (Tower/Wall Defense Network (Large)

Professional Military: 6 Tseyarian Birds (Medium), Patchwork Flagship Mk. II (Epic++)[Armored], 1 Integrated Clansguard (Very Strong)[Brave] 3 Patchwork Clansguard (Very Strong), 3 Air Mages (Medium), 4 Goblin Blackhat Coteries (Medium) [Infiltrate][Sapper] 2 Gobtown Gaggles (Strong) [Infiltrate][Sapper][Resilient]

Resources/Quantity: [Stone, Sustainable], [Wood, Sustainable], [Iron, Sustainable] [Rubicite, unmined] [Steel, Sustainable]

Magic/Spells: (Air, Basic) (spells: Summon Tseyarian Birds, Good; Tornado, Simple; Haste, Simple; Summon Air Elemental, Simple)

Technology: (Stone, Wood, Iron, Steel) [Airships, Average] [Aerial Navigation, Average] [Civil Defense, Basic] [Bureaucracy, primitive] [Diplomacy, Simple] [Standardization, Primitive] [Rationalization, Simple] [Coinage, Simple] Unit Upgrade [Improvised] Economics [Primitive]

Territories: (22)

1) Upgrade the Aeroport! (1/3)

2) If our military chiefs think the rubicite will help, then mine the stuff.

3) Loen is rapidly disapearing, and with things getting more… aggressive this side of Soren, we should probably go elsewhere. Gul would be a fine place to settle.

>>12433

The 'merchant' sighs. "What I'm trying ta say is I deal in merchandise that most people don't ask about, things you'd find in a black market. I'm willing to deal with legitimate business type deals as well, though a large portion of my wares have been otherwise acquired from people who may not realize they have been acquired so. Savvy?"

Rolled 8, 2, 9, 1, 1, 9, 5, 6 = 41 (8d10)

>>12448

8 Clockworkmen are sent back into the "Santerian Metal Shredder" with orders to "inflict as many casualties upon our enemies limited reserves and populace as possible"

It was strongly expected the enemy, with their populace forced to fight on the defensive, would be limited in their farming ability, with those who would farm being sent to fight. Cannibalism would likely be an option, especially in regards to the WURMS.

In expectation of this, they also loaded up numerous clockworkmen large sacks of molotovs and lamp oil, creating the first mobile bomb units. These were interspersed among the divisions, and when attack would detonate with a fercious incendiary effect, especially if attacked in melee. Luckily, their clockwork bretheren would not be hindered by flames and the fires would reveal the shadow-walkers excellently.

If ever a source of food were found, a farm, or even a well or spring, they would detonate on these areas. Food would be obliterated on sight, wells would be poisoned with oil and powder.

The Airships remain behind, always on guard and watching the cave exits, but for the most part unable to so effectively contribute to the fight.

>>12452

Well I guess I'll cash dump 16 into roll 1 to help it along.