[b]The Society, Population 302, Era of Oxameter the Walker.[/b]	
[b]Technological Developments: 
Copper 3/8 
Logic 3/6 
Writing 3/6 
Agriculture 3/5[/b] 
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Twas a new morning, and the crowd sat around Mr. Marsh in silence. The citizens, confused by the strange visitors and shocked about what happened, were eager to hear the words of their brilliant prophet. He sat on his podium with the dark robes shading head.

"Ode to you, my gentlemen, my friends, my comrades. Ode to you. Tis my greatest regret to see you on this day. We have forgotten." 

The crowd bolted backwards in confusion. Never before has Mr. Marsh been so harsh against them. 

"We have forgotten of Oxameter the Walker, lord of the Illis, who marches on his eternal path. I am deeply saddened to speak this, however my job is to speak the truth of the gods and this is the truth. It is no secret of the meeting with the strange masked creatures, and our trade with them. This trade.... was an abomination in the eyes of Oxameter, in the eyes of Cthugha, and in the eyes of Tzeentch. O, my brethren, we mustn't trade the Illis, for they are the gifts of the gods. We have a multitude if materials that are ours, yet the Illis, they are not our's to trade. They are the children of Oxameter, and he wishes that they should belong to us. And to us they shall remain. The masked things have their slaves, and if they ever return, we shall trade once again. But never again will we rid ourselves of the Illis, or any other creature of the gods that lives in our Society. In order to push this, I declare that this is now the era of Oxameter, and with this may the gods forgive us."

The Crowd applauded and cheered as Mr. Marshes's fellow ministers looked at each other concerned about their planned business opportunities. 

(OOC: Slave trade is being disputed by ministers)