*also 4 settlements already and this thread hasn't been up for even a day congrats Arch*

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*Here's all the stuff for New Gladereach!*

Settlement: New Gladereach

Government: Theocracy

Ruler: Grand Architect Jeeves (the bronze orb)

Lower Class: Comfortable

Upper Class: Aristocratic

Military Power: 10

Important Buildings:
-Quarry (+2 upper class)
-Mine (+1 upper class)
-Market (+2 lower class)
-Inn (+1 lower class)
-Castle (+4 Military Power)
-Houses
-Cathedral of the All-Knowing Orb (Temple)

 

 *yvonne I think you have one to many buildings but you would have to check with arch*

*No, it's because I chose Theocracy. Theocracy gives you a temple that doesn't require one of your Important Buildings slots.*

 *oh sorry*

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*would yall mind if i joined?*

 *I believe this thread is open to all people so sure join us*

 *yippee*

*can you have multiple of the same important buildings, like two Quarries or smth?*

*The only problem with basing my civilization off of Vikings is that they don't really have governments so I guess I'm going for Autocracy*

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*can you have multiple of the same important buildings, like two Quarries or smth?*

*you know that's a good question can I just stack up a bunch of barracks and become a powerhouse in this world?*

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Grand Architect Jeeves has sent some of their clergy on journeys to other nearby settlements to spread the word of the growing New Gladereach and- hopefully- establish a better reputation amidst the other developing factions. Each of these missionaries is easily recognizable, adorned in grey vestments and all carrying the holy symbol of the Church of the All-Knowing Orb- a simple bronze ring.

While they're away spreading the good word, Jeeves looks over plans for establishing roads and bridges in the nearby area.

 Tayr Siyef hears tell of these new missionaries preaching in his streets. He sends out a messenger to invite one of these missionaries to his court for an audience with the Tayr. 

The missionary graciously accepts the invitation, following the messenger back to the Tayr's court, looking forward to meeting him and- hopefully- establishing good relations on the Orb's behalf.

 You are led through the bustling bazaar to the king's castle. You are led into the throne room and are immediately struck by how bare the room is. Naked stone pillars, floors, and walls surround you and there isn't even a throne set up on the raised platform. Where a throne should be stands who can only be the Tayr. He is taller than you imagined, probably eight feet in height. His head is unadorned by any crown, instead his black hair is pulled back in a bun. A well shaved beard covers the lower half of his face and bright eyes watch as you approach. His grips a tall spear with a black steel point in his fist. 

"Welcome, you're the missionary from Slateport, yes? You must excuse the lack of ornamentation of both my hall and myself. The previous establishment had a noxious amount of atmosphere. I'm currently redecorating the place."

*Arch is there some restrictions with the movement for example since I'm on an island does that mean it takes me a bit to get to the mainland or do I not have to be concerned about that?*

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Hoeb

Tayr Gundab and his aristocrats ruled the southern kingdom of Hoeb. He spent his reign entertaining his nobles with lavish parties that impoverished his nation and hunting Bisonboars for sport. His younger brother, Tayr-un Siyef, was disgusted by his elder brother’s disregard for his nation. 

Tayr Gundab announced a royal decree that the next fifty days would be royal feast days of revelry and pleasure. The wine fountains would flow endlessly and the tables would never be bare. For the royalty, that is. 

This announcement was declared during a time of unrest among the Hoebites. Tayr-un Siyef confronted his brother but his pleading fell upon deaf ears. Gundab flew into a drunken rage and plunged his spear into Siyef’s chest. He then ordered the body of his brother to be dragged off and disposed of somewhere far from his sight. 

Tayr-un Siyef was thrown into a cave that was outside the royal keep. There he was left alone to bleed out and die disgraced and far from his ancestral burial grounds, the Fields of Falanenon. (It is a disgrace to die underground, for how are the Angel-Buzzards going to bear your soul into the heavens if you are buried beneath the earth?)

On the final of the fifty feast days, when the festivities were at their peak. Tayr-un Siyef returned from the dead. His brother had always been stronger than Siyef, but now he towered over the Tayr and his limbs were bound tight with strength. He seized the spear from the terror stricken Tayr and plunged it through his brother’s heart. 

Many of the old aristocracy were slain that night. Those that escaped tried to call upon the people of Shar-eth, but the populace was ready for a new rulership and they were executed as well.

Siyef was crowned the new Tayr and his plans for the kingdom of Shar-eth are very different from his brothers. Tayr Siyef is now known as the Underborn for he died beneath the earth and was born again as the new Tayr. 

*Here is my kingdom's intro. I will include the stat stuff soon.*

 

 *Here's my stats. Please correct me if I've got anything wrong.*

Settlement: Hoeb

Government type: Aristocracy

Ruler: Tayr Siyef, the Underborn

Lower class wealth: Poor

Upper class wealth: Comfortable

Military power: 10

Important buildings:

-Bazaar — Market (+2 wealth stage lower class)

-Plantation (-3)

-Barracks (Military recruitment power +2)

-Castle ( Military power +4)

-Plantation (-3)

-Temple

*imma try and think of a faction*

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Grand Architect Jeeves has sent some of their clergy on journeys to other nearby settlements to spread the word of the growing New Gladereach and- hopefully- establish a better reputation amidst the other developing factions. Each of these missionaries is easily recognizable, adorned in grey vestments and all carrying the holy symbol of the Church of the All-Knowing Orb- a simple bronze ring.

While they're away spreading the good word, Jeeves looks over plans for establishing roads and bridges in the nearby area.

 Tayr Siyef hears tell of these new missionaries preaching in his streets. He sends out a messenger to invite one of these missionaries to his court for an audience with the Tayr. 

The missionary graciously accepts the invitation, following the messenger back to the Tayr's court, looking forward to meeting him and- hopefully- establishing good relations on the Orb's behalf.

 You are led through the bustling bazaar to the king's castle. You are led into the throne room and are immediately struck by how bare the room is. Naked stone pillars, floors, and walls surround you and there isn't even a throne set up on the raised platform. Where a throne should be stands who can only be the Tayr. He is taller than you imagined, probably eight feet in height. His head is unadorned by any crown, instead his black hair is pulled back in a bun. A well shaved beard covers the lower half of his face and bright eyes watch as you approach. His grips a tall spear with a black steel point in his fist. 

"Welcome, you're the missionary from Slateport, yes? You must excuse the lack of ornamentation of both my hall and myself. The previous establishment had a noxious amount of atmosphere. I'm currently redecorating the place."

The missionary steps just the faintest bit forward and bows a bit towards him, absolutely beaming.

"It is truly an honor to meet you, Tayr. It's perfectly excusable- we've been doing some redecorating in a sense ourselves. And yes, I am the missionary from Slateport- well, it's not Slateport anymore, but the rest is all correct." 

*should I make a place where we can list all the settlements and geographic locations to make it easier to keep track of them?*

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Grand Architect Jeeves has sent some of their clergy on journeys to other nearby settlements to spread the word of the growing New Gladereach and- hopefully- establish a better reputation amidst the other developing factions. Each of these missionaries is easily recognizable, adorned in grey vestments and all carrying the holy symbol of the Church of the All-Knowing Orb- a simple bronze ring.

While they're away spreading the good word, Jeeves looks over plans for establishing roads and bridges in the nearby area.

 Tayr Siyef hears tell of these new missionaries preaching in his streets. He sends out a messenger to invite one of these missionaries to his court for an audience with the Tayr. 

The missionary graciously accepts the invitation, following the messenger back to the Tayr's court, looking forward to meeting him and- hopefully- establishing good relations on the Orb's behalf.

 You are led through the bustling bazaar to the king's castle. You are led into the throne room and are immediately struck by how bare the room is. Naked stone pillars, floors, and walls surround you and there isn't even a throne set up on the raised platform. Where a throne should be stands who can only be the Tayr. He is taller than you imagined, probably eight feet in height. His head is unadorned by any crown, instead his black hair is pulled back in a bun. A well shaved beard covers the lower half of his face and bright eyes watch as you approach. His grips a tall spear with a black steel point in his fist. 

"Welcome, you're the missionary from Slateport, yes? You must excuse the lack of ornamentation of both my hall and myself. The previous establishment had a noxious amount of atmosphere. I'm currently redecorating the place."

The missionary steps just the faintest bit forward and bows a bit towards him, absolutely beaming.

"It is truly an honor to meet you, Tayr. It's perfectly excusable- we've been doing some redecorating in a sense ourselves. And yes, I am the missionary from Slateport- well, it's not Slateport anymore, but the rest is all correct." 

 "Really, what are you called now? I take it there has been some sort of change in your kingdom?"

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Grand Architect Jeeves has sent some of their clergy on journeys to other nearby settlements to spread the word of the growing New Gladereach and- hopefully- establish a better reputation amidst the other developing factions. Each of these missionaries is easily recognizable, adorned in grey vestments and all carrying the holy symbol of the Church of the All-Knowing Orb- a simple bronze ring.

While they're away spreading the good word, Jeeves looks over plans for establishing roads and bridges in the nearby area.

 Tayr Siyef hears tell of these new missionaries preaching in his streets. He sends out a messenger to invite one of these missionaries to his court for an audience with the Tayr. 

The missionary graciously accepts the invitation, following the messenger back to the Tayr's court, looking forward to meeting him and- hopefully- establishing good relations on the Orb's behalf.

 You are led through the bustling bazaar to the king's castle. You are led into the throne room and are immediately struck by how bare the room is. Naked stone pillars, floors, and walls surround you and there isn't even a throne set up on the raised platform. Where a throne should be stands who can only be the Tayr. He is taller than you imagined, probably eight feet in height. His head is unadorned by any crown, instead his black hair is pulled back in a bun. A well shaved beard covers the lower half of his face and bright eyes watch as you approach. His grips a tall spear with a black steel point in his fist. 

"Welcome, you're the missionary from Slateport, yes? You must excuse the lack of ornamentation of both my hall and myself. The previous establishment had a noxious amount of atmosphere. I'm currently redecorating the place."

The missionary steps just the faintest bit forward and bows a bit towards him, absolutely beaming.

"It is truly an honor to meet you, Tayr. It's perfectly excusable- we've been doing some redecorating in a sense ourselves. And yes, I am the missionary from Slateport- well, it's not Slateport anymore, but the rest is all correct." 

 "Really, what are you called now? I take it there has been some sort of change in your kingdom?"

"The town as of now is New Gladereach, after the old Gladereach that was once there. There's been quite a few changes recently- our leader, the Grand Architect, has large ambitions for that place. I, along with others of the clergy of the All-Knowing Orb, was sent to spread the good word, so to speak."

*I'm going to make an archive for this*

my stats, plz tell me if I'm missing anything

name: Urat

size: town

ruler: Uralll the enormous (a frost giant)

lower class wealth: Comfortable

upper class wealth: Aristocratic

governement: Theocracy

important buildings:
Market (+2 lower class)

Mine (+1 upper class)

Plantation (-3 population growth time)

Barracks (+2 millitary growth power)

Crafter

Houses

Temple

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Grand Architect Jeeves has sent some of their clergy on journeys to other nearby settlements to spread the word of the growing New Gladereach and- hopefully- establish a better reputation amidst the other developing factions. Each of these missionaries is easily recognizable, adorned in grey vestments and all carrying the holy symbol of the Church of the All-Knowing Orb- a simple bronze ring.

While they're away spreading the good word, Jeeves looks over plans for establishing roads and bridges in the nearby area.

 Tayr Siyef hears tell of these new missionaries preaching in his streets. He sends out a messenger to invite one of these missionaries to his court for an audience with the Tayr. 

The missionary graciously accepts the invitation, following the messenger back to the Tayr's court, looking forward to meeting him and- hopefully- establishing good relations on the Orb's behalf.

 You are led through the bustling bazaar to the king's castle. You are led into the throne room and are immediately struck by how bare the room is. Naked stone pillars, floors, and walls surround you and there isn't even a throne set up on the raised platform. Where a throne should be stands who can only be the Tayr. He is taller than you imagined, probably eight feet in height. His head is unadorned by any crown, instead his black hair is pulled back in a bun. A well shaved beard covers the lower half of his face and bright eyes watch as you approach. His grips a tall spear with a black steel point in his fist. 

"Welcome, you're the missionary from Slateport, yes? You must excuse the lack of ornamentation of both my hall and myself. The previous establishment had a noxious amount of atmosphere. I'm currently redecorating the place."

The missionary steps just the faintest bit forward and bows a bit towards him, absolutely beaming.

"It is truly an honor to meet you, Tayr. It's perfectly excusable- we've been doing some redecorating in a sense ourselves. And yes, I am the missionary from Slateport- well, it's not Slateport anymore, but the rest is all correct." 

 "Really, what are you called now? I take it there has been some sort of change in your kingdom?"

"The town as of now is New Gladereach, after the old Gladereach that was once there. There's been quite a few changes recently- our leader, the Grand Architect, has large ambitions for that place. I, along with others of the clergy of the All-Knowing Orb, was sent to spread the good word, so to speak."

 "Ah yes, a missionary must have a faith." He pauses to think about this for a moment. "I have many questions. How did this change come about? Who is the Grand Architect? What are the tenets of your faith and who or what is the All-Knowing Orb? Come, we can discuss these matters over tea." He leads you out of the throne room and into an adjacent antechamber. This room is bare of any furniture but a thick, exquisitely woven carpet is laid out upon the floor and several cushions are laid about for your comfort. The Tayr sits crosslegged before you and summons a servant bearing a tray of tea as well as a bowl of exotic nuts.

*finished making the archive for this :)*

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*The only problem with basing my civilization off of Vikings is that they don't really have governments so I guess I'm going for Autocracy*

 *you woudnt happen to be hanging out in this worlds equivalent of the Arctic circle would you? that's where i've got Urat, also, can we see the archive?*

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*The only problem with basing my civilization off of Vikings is that they don't really have governments so I guess I'm going for Autocracy*

 *you woudnt happen to be hanging out in this worlds equivalent of the Arctic circle would you? that's where i've got Urat*

 *yeah my isle is a fjord*