04-29-2020, 08:45 PM
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"Oh, where tha' Hel' do I even begin...lotta' stuff has happened, in tha' last few years. Lotta' changes, an' here soon? There's gonna' be more. I'll summarize best I can...."
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1736
Penelope stands before the people, and announces many things!
The ruins:
Quote:"So. It's not a gate ta' Helheim. What we're dealin' with is still a pressin' matter. It does involve wraiths an' tha' spirits of tha' damned, but it ain't gonna' take tha' whole damn world ta' deal with it. Asta an' I got this shit. We'll be puttin' together three teams of elite mother fuckers to deal with it. Ya'll be contracted if ya' chosen. We're dealin' with it. Quit buggin' me.
The treaty:
Quote:"Lotta' people seem ta' like it. Got a few who seem ta' hate it. I don't rightfully give a damn how ya' feel about it. Tha' offers were reasonable, an' we got pressin' matters ta' attend to. Like tha' wraith filled portal beneath us, an' expandin'. Ain't buggin' anybody for now, but that don't mean we're fightin' anyone's battles. Don't mean we're vassals or servin' anyone else, or whatever dumb ass rumors ya' might've heard. Just means we aren't goin' for anyone's throats right now. That'll change. Ya' damn sure it'll change. But, whether or not we gut one of them demon Kingdom's or wage war will depend on a number of things. So, for now? My official claim an' stance on Esshar an' it's Kingdoms?
I don't rightfully give a damn.
Tha' state of political affairs changes too damn much. Piss me off an' we can fight. Leave us tha' Hel alone an' we'll find somethin' else ta' fight. Demons. Barsburg. God. I don't give a shit.
An' with what Myllenoris gave us, I can truthfully end on this note.
My problems ain't ya' problems and ya' problems ain't my problems.
If we got tha' same problems we can deal with it ta'gether.
If we got problems, we can fight.
If not, quit buggin' me."
My pseudo-daughter Mars is exempt from this.
Laws:
Quote:"Yeah. Yeah. I hate em'. Tradin' freedoms for tha' illusion of safety an' all that mess. But, we got a few.
An' by a few, I mean one.
Respect tha' culture of my people. It was lost once, an' I ain't losin' it again. We ain't bunch of savages. We ain't just some people sittin' in a sandy hole. We're Rhoynish, an' those who ain't by blood live here for a reason. Quit buggin' me.
Roles:
Quote:"I'm tha' High Lord. No, I ain't stutter. I'm gonna' blow ya' fuckin' minds at tha' start of this year."
"Tha' current clan heads are Basten of tha' Forger clan, Cayden of tha' Kalvore clan, an' Kofe of tha' Ilian clan. If ya' come outta' tha' word works claimin' ta' be a clan head in my tribe without runnin' it by me, ya' can go fuck ya'self."
"Basten is our reaver, second in command. Cayden is tha' leader of the Kalvorian's. Kofe is our Lorespeaker."
"Far as priests and priestesses goes? Was supposed ta' be my duty, but I ended up havin' ta' take care of tha' place. So, as things stand, we ain't got any. That can change easily, though, as long as someone steps up ta' tha' damn plate. If interested, bug me."
Expansion:
Events:Quote:Clans:"We're cleanin' up tha' temple ta' Njorun and building docks for our ships. More houses and shit, too. Hired someone ta' teach those curious 'bout farmin' since most of us haven't had ta' learn 'bout that mess. Everyone's mouth is fed now, and we're workin' on tha' homelessness issues. Quit buggin' me."
(yes i know the current crops don't work but the map will get fixed eventually)
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