Players have visited 55% of all inhabited regions.
In the desert of Ainglen roams the Sandlings (226). Free the world
from this menace and be rewarded!
Build a Temple in Baldhanddhan for the glory of the Gods.
In the mountain of Mustfolk lurks the Undead (497). Free the world
from this menace and be rewarded!
In the plain of Iewrun lurks the Tribe of Centaurs (776). Free the
world from this menace and be rewarded!
In the tunnels of Vatcontlem lurks the Dragon (593). Free the world
from this menace and be rewarded!
Seek a token of the Ancient Ones legacy amongst the livestock of Liha.
In the swamp of Chenpedeard roams the Clan of Wild Men (205). Free the
world from this menace and be rewarded!
Seek a token of the Ancient Ones legacy amongst the furs of Deeland.
In the desert of Ba'eld roams the Sphinx (216). Free the world from
this menace and be rewarded!
Seek a token of the Ancient Ones legacy amongst the wood of Clonway.
In the desert of Baldhanddhan lurks the Sphinx (489). Free the world
from this menace and be rewarded!
Build a Temple in Adoclewn for the glory of the Gods.
Seek a token of the Ancient Ones legacy amongst the rootstone of
Build a Temple in Airghagen for the glory of the Gods.
In the mountain of Varter roams the Family of Ogres (176). Free the
world from this menace and be rewarded!
Richard was drunk. Not the mud that pours in the bars of the glorious city of Flaburi. No, let the orcs drink such rubbish. By acquaintance (in the end, they had to save this winery even by special decree from a robbery) they supplied him with a chic goblin shiraz.
Surprisingly, this grape variety withstands the heat of local deserts, and surprisingly, goblins turn out to be sophisticated winemakers.
On the slopes near Hagobi, Richard found his source of inspiration. And intoxication. Although what's the difference?
Desert Eagles (11)
"Err. We encountered a scout.. Is it a good news?"
"Did he develop initiative again?"
"Ah. No, it's not our scout."
"Ah, you meant to say you 'encountered' a spy.. "
"Well, the sign is on the door. Visitors either check in, or are.. terminated."
The bank (12)
Water to the north, east and west, I guess we go south until the boats are built
Nils Olav (14)
From the diary of Dark Schneider:
The northern tax collectors hired too many amateurs and failed to intimidate the locals and collect money. Elves. Too light hearted. No idea how to intimidate the locals. If only I could recruit proper people: orcs, dark elves or even humans. They don't get squeamish form a few teary eyes and don't hesitate to break bones.
Scouts have found orc and goblinfolk on the south. Finally, some proper manpower! Timing is terrible though. Our treasury is empty.
I have more than a hundred underlings now. Not that much of a force but at least they are loyal. Until the first real fight. Then they will flee like sheeps. The elves will flee for sure. They value their long lives too much. Maybe if I have them drink some wine before battle? Is there a level of intoxication that would make them to forget about self-preservation yet not high enough to be completely useless in a fight?
We had a few drinks the girls tonight to test my theory. They got totally wasted after only a few cups. Elves seem to have less of a tolerance for alcohol. Even for their own wine. Nope. Movement coordination dropped significanly right after the second cup. Complete failure. Well, not complete. Their libido went up like crazy. Best night ever!
The girls are very cranky when suffering from a hangover. I decided to spend the day at the shore to check on the raft and my sailors. The sailors are a disaster! They can't navigate shit! We need to delay the voyage one month.
As wine is not suitable to increase elven morale without decreasing combat effectiveness I am investigating other substances. Maybe local herbs might help? Not the one the farmers of Evil Sunz (73) are growing. It makes them so stoned they are almost catatonic. I need something that fires up my troops. Fire... That gives me an idea.
I found the perfect motivator that always worked in the past. It's fear. We had our first target practice with the girls on the clearing where the foresters chopped down some trees. A dozen townsfolk came to see what we were doing. The look in the gawkers' eyes when they saw us hurl fireballs at the tree stumps was pure terror. It was marvellous. I felt their spirits tremble as our fireballs exploded hitting the stumps. All we have to do is threaten our troops that they will be burned alive if they decide to flee before the battle and we are set.
This time we are ready to set sail for real. Skalpers and a few of his followers decided to join us on our voyage. I told everyone to refrain from using fire magic aboard our fragile vessel unless we met some pirates or other foe at sea.
Silver Eclipse (15)
A wooden elf didn't know, why his master was calling him Unit. He was afraid to ask, because master was speaking fast and looked agitated. He was talking about some kobolds. They broke his plans, they are sneaky bastards and they're gonna pay for everything. He is not going to hire the detectives, it is too expensive. Master has a better plan - he will set up a mousetrap and put some cheese in it.
That conversation took place a month ago. Unit did not understand a lot. But now he arrived to some forest region. He is going to find some work to feed himself and just wait for some time. Right as the master told him. Who the hell calls himself a Kobold? Even being called a Unit is better. Strange name.
The Chosen Few (17)
As I survey all of this tundra I suddenly feel like it is time to go war and tax it all! King of the Tundra!
Feed the Paw (18)
Black Tower was stuck in the middle of many factions. The pressing task was to take the starting city but the Guardsman seemed smarter than before, and it was unlikely to get a free round of conventional attack... May be the magic could help ?
Black Tower (21)
"The guards of the city were about to be eliminated, the surroundings territories were about to be ours, the neighboring factions were about to bow in front of the Silver Hand and soon, the whole world itself!"
Then the Elf woke up.
Silver Hand (22)
Times are tough! Silver reserves are depleting rapidly.
No quests near our lands. Sandlings are killing scouts.
Ocean voyages are delayed... There is only one solution.
It's time to go to Puwood tavern to relax!
Let's build some ships...
News from his neighbours hinted that they were on a fair sized island. That would explain perhaps why nobody had heard of the Empire of Lund. If they were an isolated island in the middle of a large sea civilization might not have reached there after all. So it was time to bring them the benefits of imperial management. He claimed the village and its surrounding lands in the name of the Empire of Lund and would strife to make their lot worthy of the great name.
Still he was beginning to feel lonely. No people in the local tribes to match his interests and intellect. He began looking for promising persons to train them in the imperial arts.
Elves of Lund (26)
"You are the shipwright?" Sir Carter asked.
The tall and fragile elf answerd "Yes, i am, sir"
"Here are the plans", passing him a pile of paperwork.
"This may take a while" the elf said, looking at the plans. "Very ambitious i must say"
"Who will provide the wood?" the elf asked furthermore.
"Lady Mason will contact you" Sir Carter replied, "start as soon as possible"
Lost Sea Trading Company (27)
(Stories from ancient Darealone family book - Tales from Torsee Darealone - II)
Torsee remembered his last conversation with his father, about the ancient magical world that only Darealones were able to travel in order to test their value and character, as soon as they reached manhood.
The quest was simple, take the gem and the purse. One day the gem would end the quest and return Torsee back to his family. When and why, that would be up to the gem to decide.
Until then Torsee would have to look out for himself, build fortune and look for adventure.
This is Paradise (29)
Cold is coming and Evil has spread, we have to work fast. Our mages lnowledge of Lights power is increasing, soon the lazy and complacent city guard will fall.
Sword & Shield Forever (32)
---Hegemony of Cone: Early years---
The man was jumping around in the rain waving his hands around.
As a matter of fact, his name was Charles and he titled himself the king in his Kingdom of Charles, that more truthfully was just a band of ragtag locals that had joined him in the new world. Titles and ambition was all that those men had as well as disdain from locals. Especially Charles who arrived unexpectedly from imaginary Nexus place self-aggrandized himself as a king. But as his mother used to say, "he always was a bit not richtig in the head". Most of the initial followers contained less craziness, more ambition.
So the Charles was jumping around in the heavy rain in the dark Cermoud mountains, where tall old pines stood swaying in the wind. He was waving hands trying to emulate gestures to call some magic for days, but without any success.
Another thing, Charles was stubborn. Most people told that it would be the end of him, while few of his closest friends supported that it can help achieve him his goals. Now he had read a book about magic, which (although true about magical powers) was quite vague in specifics.
At a certain and rather significant moment in time, rather large pine cone fell from the pine above flailing man and struck him right above his nose, shocking him in a process."Holy ... cone" muttered Charles as he slipped in the mud and fell down. As a luck would have it, as he continued to wave his hands to balance the fall at the same moment the fireball sprang from his fingers, shot at few bushes in distance, igniting them, while Charles landed heavily face-first in the mud.
Kingdom of Charles (35)
Some armed creatures identifying themselves as "City guards" try to obstruct animal migration.
We are going to protect the wildlife!
The first big city will be freed from those "guards" by September!
Our little friend has disappeared. Pity, we were about to enjoy ourselves with the hunt. Next faction maybe?
So it's just us, the evil magicians, the sorcerors and the lich...
The Hunt Begins (4)
.. first glimpse of the underworld shows promise. It's not so crowded as as on the surface. Following months will show if its just the first impression or maybe there really is place here to quietly settle down and ..
Miserable Maniacs (40)
Björn 'Ironside Greyfish, the oldest of the Greyfish, looks out to sea and looks at the clouds on the horizon and mumbles: "We need ships, if my people want to survive, they need ships". And so it happened that the Greyfish people learned to build ships again and began to emulate the age of the Iron Fleet.
Blessed brothers and sisters, this world is gloriously wet! Come, let us all build ships and produce from its fertile oceans! You don't need that land for anything other than LUMB!
Children of the Four Winds (44)
The former Primarch's assistant looked at the aftermath of the battle. Very much the immediate aftermath, body parts were still falling from the sky after that titanic lighting blast. It wasn't just that the Guild forces had been annihilated, it was that they had been annihilated before they even managed to turn up in good order, the lone mage standing in front of the confused orcs, trying to work out what was wrong with the marching orders. "Ah well" the assistant sighed, trying to very quietly gallop away "you should have tried throwing a paperweight at them."
The Worshipful Order of Guildsmen (45)
Randy Random played some tricks on us, our island is crowded like crazy, and next door we find some Cities with hardly anyone in it. Have you been drinking, Randy?
Local shops wonder how long they can still stay open, as globally life is being threatened. Especially the death rate for cityguards is projected to be very high, this statistic is crystal clear. Meanwhile the town officials consider everything is going fine, no need to worry or spread panic.
I have sent settlers all over the land for collecting silver. I supervised the lumberjacks training and they will be ready to cut down the first trees this coming month. All is well in the plains and forests.
Little House on the Prarie (49)
We met other groups who arrived on the same island as us.
- Gray Ones (16) who contacted us to establish a friendly relationship)
- Nekojin Empire (48) which has not yet responded to our diplomatic message.
- Chaotic neutral (62) with whom we have established a free right of way for exploration.
Food production has started in all controlled regions and allows us to recruit other troops.
We hope to be able to attack the guards in a few months with the help of our magician who is focused on learning.
inhabitants of Sunis, Lapraerte & Adoclewn
French Connection (5)
Glorious battle. The guard is defeated. True, our few detachment suffered losses. It would be very bad without the support of magicians.
Gray Faction (54)
Fire Mage circled the camp fire and gazed into it. If only he could see the future. The land was not what he expected so he would have to make do. Things were too cramped, people too close for his tribal upbringing. Perhaps friends could be found in this strange land. His meager supplies were running out fast and his followers ever wanted answers.
Fire Dancers (55)
Well, at least we know that we are at the end of an island... Our only way to expand is the other end, but someone is in the middle. We should make sure he will not hamper.
First course for action: diplomacy.
The Guild (57)
First underworld visit and we met a wondering dragon already. My bet is that the poor scout will die.
Ah, sentient species at last. Not that I'm not amused by all the dwarves, but what can you talk to them about? Sword forging peculiarities? Gem appraising techniques?
No, my dear reader, that would not do. Hark! A godsent messenger, bringing news of a neighbouring province, ruled by someone not unlike me! Naturally, I've started a conversation. Naturally, a nefarious plan is brewing. We now know how this story begins, but who knows how it ends? Does the storyteller?
Chaotic Neutral (62)
This month, a stranger appeared in our town. He obviously was hiding, but our agents could find out that it's DarkHobbits (71) scout. We asked him what is he doing here.... but no answer.
And yes. We should punish our guards. They completely missed this spy until he appeared in the capital.
Royal Pinguins (69)
"Sir, good news. The land does not end in the North. We found the swamp region, where there is a wood that we need.
- Superbly. I never thought I 'd enjoy the swamp.
Moon Knights (7)
What is the Nexus? A strange place. It seems to be nothing, but the flows of magic are felt without difficulty. Portals lead into the world and feed on the magic of this place. Is it possible to get here from the lower world? ...
Only desert and swamps... no plains, no money... nothing... just some village wich is as poor as everything around...
Supreme Lord watched tens of lizard zombies swimming all directions to explore world.
City guards are still strong, need more death guard, more skeletons to summon, more...
First ship is is progress and soon we will be able to sail and study.
Eternal Empire (8)
I have arrived into the forest settlement of Pelton in the frozen north. Already at least once faction resides here. A second may also be here among the populace. This is less clear – shadowy figures blend into the elven crowds. I learn that two factions are at war near the settlement. One faction makes contact and explains the situation. I had been hoping for a peaceful place to make as my new home. I my be required to migrate to another settlement unless agreements can be made with these warring factions (or, at least one of them). The Nexus was safer, but we cannot accomplish our goals in the other world. Atlantis is where we must reside.
The ephemeral Phrygians, extra planar being who exist beyond the multiverse, interject one of their own at crucial times into the realm of mortals. “Once again it is time to take from on the material plane” thought Sangarios as he stood in the nexus of the void. “We will soon see to what mission I am called.”
A decision between gates, between terrains, between strands of fate, must be made with no knowledge of the worlds beyond, with no knowledge of the outcome or the future. To step through a gate in such a state, the being must be beyond the realm of sanity.
So, it has happened that some folks had magical skills. They could be good mages, very far in future. Fishmongers are growing.
Fishmongers met Greyfish clan.
We will cooperate as we need warships to protect our trade operations.
We wonder can we have FireDancers helping us ?
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Town criers mentioned that you can easily get 200 unclaimed silver for an article in Times. Is that true?
It is rumored that Lady Sethana is with child again.
To beat a bastard you need to be a bastard.
That is not true, Dark Schneider is a kind elf loving dude.
It is lonely, windy and not caviar is way too expensive on this island
Still only spending!!!
When we will start earning our money back?!
Chaotic Neutral (62), beware dark holes!
If I see an empty message in the newspaper again, I will declare war on this faction by default... And that's not a joke...
Some says... goblins can consume STON....
100% Balrogs on Rafts. Nuff said.
The goblins are fighting amongst themselves again.