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I do not "brainrot". I brainferment so my brain will become even smoother and even more potent than before in its smoothness.
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I live. I die. I live again!
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I was gone for a lot longer than I thought >.>"
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Sorry for my absence! A Volunteering position suddenly turned into a Volunteer Leadership position I was not expecting at all so things have been hectic.
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Look at you posers, having to bang dragons or sell your soul for magic when you could just play a lute for some. Anyways, here's Wonderwall. - Bards
"If the King does not move, then his subjects will not follow."
Age:
17 (but technically little over 400 years old)
Personality:
Karthis is but a boy lost in time, not knowing of what the world contains. He is by nature curious and exploratory in his quest to relearn the world he once knew but also eager to share his stories of the lands he hails from and any comparatively "ancient" knowledge he may possess. In regards to his work, Karthis is noted as one of the hardest working students who shows both a great deal of patience and stubbornness (something which is often joked as being the same thing for him just never to his face). A gentleman by heart, Karthis displays a certain level of grace in everything he does with a certain refined aura around him, something that helps him recover whenever he may say something out of line or potentially offensive. Although he will pass off many things as a joke or as simply a "cultural misunderstanding", insulting his homeland will guarantee him pressing something against the nay-doer's throat.
Karthis has always had a fascentaion with smithing, his passion only matched by his confidence in his own work. Anyone with ears can tell the pride in his voice when speaking of his own work or anything of Myrstrost. He tends to think he knows more and can do more, no doubt hubris on Karthis's part.
History:
To understand Karthis, one must first understand where he hails from and when he hails from. His homeland, the Kingdom of Myrstrost, sometimes better known to contemporaries as the Forgotten Kingdom. Myrstrost laid claims to the Slivyst Isle where the people had built a magnificent domain with the grandest of castles and structures. However, it was when the so called Four Hundred Year Fog that the kingdom was cutoff from the world. It was no ordinary fog of weather but something else entirely. Whatever the case, the Isle was cut off completely, no one ever coming in and anyone going into the fog never to be seen again. However, it was said that there was a certain ringing noise originating from within the fog which only certain individuals could hear and followed until they too disappeared into the fog.
For nearly 400 years, the Kingdom remained a figure of legend and mystery until one day, the fog cleared revealing the land it had swallowed. Much of the land was in ruins with a good deal less people than originally remembered. And although almost 400 years had passed, for the people left once the sky was clear again, they hadn't felt any time pass at all. Scholars still look into the mysterious events revolving around the Forgotten Kingdom and many an explorers brave its ruins for gold and glory but some never make it out.
Karthis was originally the third generation of the royal family, his position of fourth eldest made it that while he would be powerful, the chances of him inheriting the throne were low. When the fog cleared, the surviving Queen Borealis sent her surviving children barring the eldest son and daughter away to learn of the world, of the 16 she had bore with her beloved husband, only 6 had survived.
Through various dealings, Karthis found himself enrolled in a school dedicated for forging and took on the craft with great haste and skill. He has been called upon more than once in history class to recount the past as he remembers it and his knowledge of how to create the massive greatswords has impressed as many as it has made people envious.
Speciality:
Knows the secrets to creating Great Swords, truly massive swords that can stand taller than their creators.
Extremely skilled at drawing out metal as well as hammering and shaping it and also heat treating/tempering blades.
When going into Expeditions, he will wield a two handed weapon but refuses to wear but a few small armor plates, citing that he prefer to stay mobile over tanking hits, something he does very well with his constant acrobatic back steps and rolls.
Has a variety of gentlemen's skills such as ballroom dancing and wine tasting.
@ClocktowerEchos It just feels a lot like he wouldn't be forging swords, going off of his history alone. I get a feel of like a sort of Victorian era darker mystery, if you know what I mean? I don't really mean anything by it, I just wanted to comment.
Going to be completely honest, that's probably because Myrstrost is based on Dark Souls Here's the NS I originally used in case you wanted to look at it.
A Bell of Awakening, the echo of revelation that once called Hallows from all over the world to chase after a faint ringing bell in the hopes of either curing their curse or discovering the truth behind the Hallows. An accursed land of undead, a land beyond a wall of mist, a nation lost to the Thousand Year Fog, a Forgotten Kingdom which beckons forth desperate Hallows with the ringing of a bell that only they can hear.
Ot at least, that how it was.
Now, the Kingdom of Myrstrost awakes from its thousand year slumber but like a fleeting dream, remember nought of what had happening in its sleep after forced into the waking world a decade ago. A land lost to time, Myrstrost, the Forgotten Kingdom, harness the power of the Fog which had once isolated them from the world. No one remembers anything or how drastically their land has changed since the time before the Fog or even how the Fog came to be or ended.
With its legions of Hallowed warriors, Myrstrosts sets its sight on not the conquest of the world, but the rediscovery of their own homeland as well as reconnecting with a world which had forsaken them after so many years of being shackled to the Fog.
Location/Geography
A view of the Frostfallen Peaks from an edge of the Arlimir Forest
Myrstrost is built on the island of Slivyst, far north of the main continent, separated by the Csarik Strait or the "Strait of Monsters" as great sea-born beasts of unnatural origins that prowl under the waves, killing any who dare cross. The island itself has many rolling hills and expansive Arlimir Forest. Towards the north-east, the woods begin to thin out and reveal a chain of mountains called Frostfallen Peaks where tribes of giants can be found. The two smaller islands to the north-ish are Krosc (smaller) and Himlar (larger). Across all of Myrstrost can be found ruins of villages, towns, and temples, all seemingly lost during the Thousand Year Fog, however much of the population lives in cities and settlements that have not been lost as all those places lost have now taken up new, more sinister residents.
Climate wise, the island is fairly chilly but there are times where it warms just enough for crops to grow but famine still plagued the land at one point until the genius inventor Pharros had come up with a network of magical fires called Ember Cradles which had warmed the earth up enough to allow for more stable farming. More recently now that the Thousand Year Fog has ended, the Starlit Strait will occasionally freeze over, allowing easy access to the island from the mainland and trapping the beasts under the ice, but some still find a way above.
History
Myrestrost can trace its roots back to the old Empire Of Aciret which had spread its wings the northern edge of Matria hundreds of years ago, encompassing many races under its banner. However, the Empire was fractured from its start with local rulers having too much power compared to its central leaders and under the weight of unruly vassals and the Orc hordes that were making routine incursions into the weakened Aciret lands, the Empire fell apart.
Those who were lucky enough to run faster than the mounts of the Orcs could go hopped on to boats and made way for what was then known as Silvyst Island. The Orcs had tried to follow but the valiant warriors who were left protected the beaches with great vigor day and night to ensure that their new home would be well protected. As the raids became less and less frequent, the island slowly became its own kingdom under Queen Gywendelin Myrstrost the Stoneweaver. A talented mage in the Earthen Arts, Queen Gywendelin personally oversaw much of the creation of the new Myrstrost Kingdom, explaining its fantastical style.
Things went smoothly for a few generations where the Kingdom became an important stop along many northern trade routes and sea lanes. The ports were busy, people filled the streets, things where made and researched, but then, silence. The villages were silent as no ships came in and an erie, thick, hazy fog set in.
No one could get in or out it seemed, any ships that tried to enter or leave the fog found themselves turned right back around by some force of magic. Strangely enough though, Hallows were able to pass through the mist and reach the Kingdom but never come out.
For centuries the silver mist isolated Myrstrost with no one able to get in or out. As such, the land had faded away into legend, an eternal abandoned land beyond the smoky mist with only the words of a kingdom so grand and epic that the gods themselves were jealous of the Queen's abilities. And thus, curse her entire kingdom into fog to be forgotten.
But then, almost 10 years ago, the fog dissipated and the ancient kingdom rose from that of legends into that of reality. However, now there are new monsters and beasts that roam the old, once forgotten cities and the island of Silvyst has been tainted and marred with countless new ruins. But no one remembers how all of this came to be, nor the events that lead up to the Thousand Year Fog or what exactly transpired in it. Now as Myrstrost, the Forgotten Kingdom, tries to find its spot in the world that it had been so long forgetful of while also trying to discover what happened within it.
Government & Capital
Castle Myrstrost, the massive home of the Royal Family and capital building of the Kingdom
The rule of Myrstrost is a simple monarchy with heirs chosen from the oldest of the Royal Blood, assisted by a Royal Court. The first known ruler of Myrstrost is its namesake founder, Queen Gwyndelin Myrstrost the Stoneweaver, although legends speak of someone even older and stronger the the fair Queen. As of now, the current ruler is King Dromovalt of the same line as the old Queen Gwyndelin.
The rulers of the Forgotten Kingdom reside in the epic Castle Myrstrost that had been made by Gwyndelin herself. Some describe it as mountain of a cathedral-castle, others an extraordinary city-of a castle, all can be said as true. Perhaps a monument to Gwyndelin's power, its built atop a massive outcrop of stone making it as defendable as it is beautiful.
The iconic symbol of the Myrstrost monarchy is the Frozen Crown, a masterpiece crown made of exquisite, delicate work made of silver, inlaid with prized sapphires and diamonds and imbued with with pure Salus as to clear the mind and improve the health of its wearer, the king or queen.
A view of Tyrbure, the major and only city within Myrstrost
The city which surrounds Castle Myrstrost is called Tyrbure (try-burn), and its seen as a massive, sprawling city and the only city in Myrstrost as all other have been lost to the beasts and darker forces. As such, Tyrbure is divided up into different sections or "wards", each focusing or being known for something but not necessarily only doing that. Several layers of walls have also been built, signifying the willingness of the kingdom and city to move further into the wilderness during the Thousand Year Fog with each wall inward becoming taller, more complex and just more epic. The wards of Tyrbure are:
Castle Ward - Consists of Castle Myrstrost and its immediate surroundings.
Factory Ward - The manufacturing heart of the city, it feeds the people with goods and warriors with weapons and armor.
Caravan Ward - A small-ish merchant district that hosts the largest marketplace and festival grounds.
Cathedral Ward - Not just the religious center of Myrstrost with the epic Nostradamos Cathedral, its also the cultural center of the kingdom with many museums displaying art and old artifacts from expeditions into the ruins as well as several opera houses and entertainment venues. It is said that it is actually the ringing of the Bell of Awakening atop the Nostradamos Cathedral which beckons Hallows to Myrstrost.
Academy Ward - With knowledge at its head and magic in its heart, the Academy Ward is the center of all things relating to knowledge, education and the arcane. The prestigious College of Atakin is located in this ward and this is where everything relating to Mythst takes place.
Noble Ward - As one might expect, this is basically a nice, secluded place for THE ARISTOCRATS to do whatever THE ARISTOCRATS do and has many a manors and estates.
Farmer Ward - The large, open space between the very first perimeter barrier and the first proper wall, this is where the farming takes place mostly in close proximity to Tyrbure and thus is almost a village in its own right given the number of people living and working here.
Races
A group of mad Feral Hallow Cultists guarding one their heretical shrines, one of many in the ruins of old Myrstrost.
Hallows are the most common folk of the Forgotten Kingdom making up about 2/3 of the total population, the rest being human with a tiny sliver of other races from other lands who've found their way to Myrstrost without dying and without being Hallows.. Technically there's only two races in Myrstrost: Hallows and Humans. But given that Hallows are simply undead of any race that retain their intelligence, Myrstrost can be seen as quite diverse.
About the same as any other humans within the lands; Myrstrost's are known for much heartier constitutions given how far north the are, acute eyesight due to the Great Mist that once surrounded their home and the greater resistance to fear especially of the undead given how often and close they are with Hallows. Interesting enough, Myrstrost humans do not bleed red, but instead a silvery white.
Hallows are a special off shot of the undead which can afflict any mortal species with cases of super beings such as Dragons hallowing considered little more than extreme lies; but all lies must have started with some truth at one point. They are those who have had their intact souls returned to their bodies in such a way that they do not become mindless, obedient slaves and behave the same way which they did whence they where still truly alive.
Contrary to popular belief, there is no "Undeath Plague" that one can just catch and become a Hallow. In order to become one, one must dies in such a way which leave the body intact (so no burning or cutting up). Those who become Hallowed are often those too attached to a will to live to simply just die, and of those, the ones with the greatest will and character can prevent themselves from falling to Feral.
But no matter how alive they act, they are not considered anything more than glorified undead in most places and do not look quite like normal beings. Their bodies riddled with scars and marks, their eyes that glow like embers in the darkest shadows and the pale blood which ominously gleams.
Such beings are immortal and very difficult to kill, usually only through complete destruction of the body. However, immortality is no blessing, but a curse as all Hollows know; death is replaced by insanity as anything which would normally kill a man will cause them to be resurrected once more, each time the subject loosing their will to be living and eventually descending into madness and turning feral.
Hallows feel no pain nor pleasure, they are not alive nor undead, but yet they walk the earth as if they do. It is only through the constant pursuit of a purpose which they may retain their sanity. Sad, pitiful beings indeed. The reason why they are beckoned to Myrstrost however is unknown; some say was the Fog but more modern theory suggest that there's something else entirely on the island that calls for the souls of the undead to its shores.
What could be seen as the towering natives of the Slivyst Island that stand at least a dozen feet tall, Myrstrost is built upon their lands and their bodies, these giants were once considered hostiles of the highest danger. But through the use of magic and guile, some have learned how to control these towering men to serve as labor and even soldiers. Its said that the reason why Myrstrost's architecture is so grand is because it was also built to accommodate for Giants.
Alas, those days are long gone and one will never see a friendly giant anymore. Now, many of them guard old ruins and castles dutifully and attack all who dare enter. Some have managed to form their own tribes in the high mountains, but they are just as hostile as their "tamed" brethren.
People of Importance
First wife of the High King hailing from House Valhen, she is known for a very gentle, almost sideline hand in the public affairs of the kingdom. Many might mistake for as just a pretty face for the King who warms his bedchamber at night, but Queen Nunally has more than meets the eye. Also serving as Spymaster, she helps rule the kingdom from the shadows, maintaining a network of agents and informants in the kingdom, catching would be assassins and uncovering plots through control of internal security like town guards.
An old friend of High King Dromovult
Supreme commander of the Myrstrost military, second only to the King himself. A former Soulguard Knight, he stand at an impressive hight, towering literally everyone one else in the Court. Renouned for his strength of will, he has been called "Talvnar the Immortal" and "Talvnar Iron-Willed" as he's been killed enough times to turn any normal Hallow Feral multiple times over.
Religion
A distant view of the top of the giant Nostradamus Cathredral
Long ago, when the kingdom was first founded, men worshipped the Giants as they stood taller than life above all else. Back then the Giants were much more intelligent and knowledgable so it was their assistance which allowed the tiny humans to survive. Such was known as the Age of Giants where Myrstrost practiced the beliefs of "Way of Giants" with rituals and prayers and festival.
But then, it would all change when Karginoth of Mezenia, a small village on the edge of the mountains, launched an attack on the Giant's stronghold with 10,000 men. Overcoming the great ones with agility and speed, he overthrew the Way of Giant and in its place had created the Bodhi Church in its place, ordering extensive magic to be used on the Giant to the point they would loose their intelligence as Karginoth believed man had learned all they needed from the beasts.
The actual ideals and beliefs of the the Church of Awakening are unknown as they seemed to have faded with the Fog once it had left. Its widely assumed that Karginoth had used the fog some how and the Bodhi Church exerted great power in the kingdom as seen by its numerous churches and buildings. Its said that the Cathedral Ward of Tyrbure was entirely built and financed by the Church of Awakening alone, quite a show of power.
Now a days, Myrstrost is lost religiously, the Way of Giants long gone and the teachings of the Church forgotten, while some scrap to old beliefs or even cults, the Church of Awakening's beliefs is returning and seeping in once more into the once forgotten Cathedral Ward with prayer and hymn filling the streets once more. However, in conjunction with the reformed Church of Awakening is the Brescian religion of the "Sect of Insight", otherwise more commonly known as the "Church of Awakening". While it would be lying to say that both ideologies go smoothly with each other, the two do enjoy cultural similarities and a number of shared worshippers; the Church of Awakening even has its own floor on the epic Nostradamos Cathedral in Cathedral Ward, a sign of great prestige in Myrstrost
Originally established by Karginoth after his crusade on the Giants, the Church of Awakening is more commonly referred to as "the Church". It seeks enlightenment by way of "attuning and awakening the soul" through means no longer well known but certainly dubious given the shadowy nature of Myrstrost in general and a strange connection to the College of Atakin. Even in the past, it held great power and many buildings devoted to worship and research.
In terms of beliefs, they have a strange fixation on souls and dreams, calling them the "bells of awakening", funny as the great bell atop their prized Nostradamus Cathedral is referred to as the Bell of Awakening and is said to once attract Hallows with a sound only they can hear. But such ringing no longer occurs, no one can hear its faintly ominous echoes, not even Hallows.
Brought over from the lands of the City-States of Brescia, it enjoys high acceptance given its ideology and how well to parallels to the culture and ideals of many Myrstrostians.
Social Culture
To outsiders, what Myrstrostians appear to be can vary from telling to telling. Some talk of a land of undead Hallows who do nothing but moop about, others speak of a land of endless adventure with brave men exploring the great ruins of a land forgotten; some say of a frozen hellhole in the north where everything tries to kill you and its people nonchantly brush off dangers which could easily kill them, others report that its a land with limitless magical potential and can possibly hold the key to evolving magic to the next stage with its Mythst.
All of those are true to an extend in some capacity. Myrstrostians are known for being incapable of feeling fear in the face of danger while also being xenophile to an extend, their curiosity about the world only natural given their isolation. If compared to a child, Myrstrost is like a curious kid whose wants to be friendly with everyone to learn more about the world while sharing what it as.
They're quite a strange but yet quaint people with an eternal chasing of adventure.
Besides the law, the two aspects which dominates common life is the Church of Awakening and the Odyssey Guild. The Church already wields influence in the way which you would expect, but the Guild is in charge of all explorations and endeavors into the ruins as well as trade. Their focus on trade means their exploration laws are actually quite lax, but employment into the Guild in an administrative role is a every coveted role indeed.
Magic
The Grand Archive, dubbed the home of knowledge of Myrstrost, it is host to massive amount of books, tomes, grimoires, texts, essays, diagrams, designs and drawings although much of it has been sealed away.
Magic has been intertwined with Myrstrost's fate since the beginning when the first Queen Gwyndelin had raised the cities from the earth. As such, the tradition has persisted to this day with magic heavily imbued into people's lives and are the focal point of study and progress of advancement with the College of Atakin being the foremost place to study such arts. The College actually has untold ties to the Church of Awakening, likely due to the fact that the College actually originates from the Church of Awakening before separating into its own entity.
Studied at the College of Atakin, the major magics are:
School of Hazeal - Perhaps the most powerful and well known School, the School of Hazeal focuses its efforts on studying Mythst and the lingering traces left of the Thousand Year Fog. They are behind the creation of Mythst and its current and guard its secrets to death and beyond. While nothing is said between the two, its almost common knowledge that the School of Hazeal works very closely with the Church of Awakening on projects of the more secretive and questionable nature.
School of Gaia - Founded by Queen Gwyndelin herself, the School of Gaia focuses on a very specific art within what some call "druid magics" or "nature control": Stoneweaving. The art of Stoneweaving is the way of magic concered with altering stone and is the reason behind the amazing building style of Myrstrost. However, this is still work for construction workers, masons builders as Stoneweaving does not create intricate carvings and details.
School of Kryrus - Once the most dedicated followers of the Way of Giants, the School of Kryrus can trace its origins to those who the Giant taught their cold magics too. They were nearly all killed after Karginoth had eradicated their mentors. To this day, the School of Kryrus give a cold shoulder to the Church, their wounds still not healed.
This is not to say that the College of Atakin doesn't offer other fields of study; its just that these are the most common and popular areas as those from these schools often find the most work for the Church or the Guild. The most common of the "Minor Schools" is the School of Esporat which focuses on "adventuring and exploration magic" such as finding one's way and being able to appraise and magically inspect artifacts and treasure.
In terms of "storing" said knowledge, magical or otherwise, much of it is located in the Grand Archive, built by Pharros before he became mad. Its an epic construction in its own right, although not surprising as Pharros was a prodigal student in the School of Gaia. Much of it is actually under grown like roots with only a little bit of it open to the surface, hence the nickname given to it of "Library Roots".
However, much of the underground portion where the most advanced magical tomes, scrolls, grimoires, books and text are stored and complex mechanical drawings, diagrams and solutions have been sealed off from the rest of the Archive and remain unaccessible. Rumor has it that it was actually the Church of Awakening had sealed it off after Pharros had gone Feral. Some say you can still sometimes hear the mad howls of the Mad Inventor who still makes copious notes and papers as if he was still granted audience at Castle Myrstrost.
In some ways, one can say that Myrstrost is a pro-magic nation compared to a pro-tech one. This is only half true as outside of what the Mad Inventor Pharros created, Myrstrost's technology level is simply not nearly as effective as its magical capabilities and what the Mythst can provide.
Economy & Industry
The sprawling Factory Ward of Tyrbure, home to the forges of machines built by the Mad Inventor Pharros.
The Kingdom of Myrstrost is modestly gifted with resources. Miners toil to dig up iron and silver to be made into steel and jewelry, woodcutters fell great forests of Northern Yew and Frostbitten Ironwood trees as farmers push out a meager harvest each year thanks to the Ember Cradles network which the Mad Inventor Pharros created to prevent permafrost from starving the land. However, Myrstrost finds itself in need of food given how poor the soil is naturally is; how the land got by during the Thousand Year Fog is unknown.
That does not mean that their is no speciality food however as Myrstrost has its own unique Mist Toast, bread made from wheat that is grown in soil laced with Mythst and whose texture and taste is soft and fluffy when unheated and a sweet toasty flavor when heated. Some say it also has magic abilities of its own like regenerative properties to promote youth and energy.
While by no means backwards, much of Myrstrost is less reliant on cutting edge technology as they are on arcane magics as they have found their natural landscape does not permit a good deal of technology to work well if at all. The people of the Forgotten Kingdom have also long since mastered the ways of magic in ways to make creations almost impossible to do with technology. Such as that in their magnificent buildings that defy physics almost and the magical Alephs of old, of which the art to create and control them has been lost.
That said, the Mad Inventor Pharros had managed to conjure up quite the amount of machinery in the Factory Ward of Tyrbure. A now near-constant beat of pistons and ticking of gears fills the steamy and smoky air of the Factory Ward as everything needed to rebuild a kingdom is made.
Mystrost's main exports are that of a magical nature, of note is Mythst. Mythst is a strange, mysterious element, only appearing in the Forgotten Kingdom as a result of the Thousand Year Mist which it had isolated the nation. It takes on a state between liquid and gas in an almost plasma-like nature although it can be hardened into a solid form. Colored like a moonlit silver, Mythst's magical properties are great, able to enhance the effects of any other type of magic as well as reinforce physical materials. When "retuned", Mythst's properties change so slightly to create Salus, a pale blue liquid not unlike the blood which flows through the veins of Hallows.
Such finds common use in the military of Myrstrost where even the simple iron or steel armor's durability and protection jumps dramatically and blades are stronger and more damage resistance. Some smiths have taken dried Mythst powder to forge items with the properties of the substance imbued in naturally.
Salus is a form of healing and the Art of Retuning which refines Salus from Mythst is considered the highest form of Alchemy normally used to create healing solves and such. However, the process making pure Salus is long and difficult, leading people to create slightly cheaper Salus Flasks; flasks with some bit of Salus mixed into the glass of the flask which provides a diluted healing effect of that of Salus. These flasks themselves are incredibly durable as the Salus which they are bolstered by still retains the reinforcing properties of Mythst. Such Salus Flasks are common amongst adventures and explorers to venture deep into Myrstrost's unknown past.
Trade Goods
The Merchant Tower, the head of the Odysseys Guild's trading operations and administration.
Foodstuffs - While Myrstrost doesn't starve on a yearly basis anymore, it never hurts to have a small surplus when you tend to break even most times.
Spices - While Myrstrost has a small salt industry, the demand far outstrips what they can produce naturally.
Gunpowder - Something the military absolutely adorns in the form of bombs, finds wide use in exploration.
Fine Art - Bought most often by independent orders by nobles, the most often of the art is in the form of paintings on canvas, something of a rarity all the way up north.
Gold and Gems - Again, something only really bought by the wealthy nobles as they don't have much if at all domestically; most common gemstones are often fire rubies, forest emeralds and royal amethyst.
Adventurers - While not imported as much as hired or just attracted to the land, these outsiders often come to Myrstrost to test their mettle in the endless ruins of the Forgotten Kingdom.
Mythst/Salus - Listed above
Metal - The forges of the Factory Ward produce a great number of metal and alloy ingots of a wide variety, assuming you don't want something crazy of course
Armor - While Myrstrost is not too estatic about trading in military equipment, their Mythst-imbluded armors and sheilds are without a doubt some of the toughest in the world.
Silver - The most popular of Myrstrost's luxury resources, silver is in relative abundance in Myrstrost and used in coins and decorations
Jewelry & Decoration - Fine crafted decorations of carved wood, chiseled stone and fine silvers, often inlaid with sapphire.
Sapphire - The only gemstone that is common, also known as "Ice Gems", they posses tinges of ice-based magic and are always cold to the touch.
Frozen Ironwood - A strong, sturdy hardwood whose exceptional toughness makes it a fine choice for shields and ships; Myrstrost uses a special Mythst-covered Frozen Iron wood for its shields and ships, granting them some insanely tough protection, has a natural defense against cold and ice-based magic.
Northern Yew - A soft but supple wood, ideal for creating bows and craving intricate designs in.
Stone - Things such as granite and andesite to be used in walls or buildings.
Mist Toast - Listed above
Animal Pelts - The pelts of winter animals such as wolves, foxes, and even bears, all of which boasts natural cold and ice resistance.
Seafood - Fished up from the cold icy waters around Myrstrost, these range from things as simple as carp or salmon to bits of the great monsters which lurk under the waves in the Straits.
Explorers - Basically mercenaries who offer their services in the realm of exploration and adventuring in dangerous areas, hardened by Myrstrost's native ruins.
Army Overview
Myrstrost's military is heavily focused on the idea that they will be more often used in exploring ruins and such within the island itself rather than being used as an offensive or defensive force. As such, they have some unorthodox techniques and mannerisms. Many soldiers are Hallows, most of whom dedicate their immortal lives to the art of military and diving into ruins in hope of being able to cure their eternal curse. Such "expeditions" are a common sight within the kingdom as otherwise the army has little to do. Bringing home valuables and past knowledge is also always appreciated.
The most famous of such is the high mobile fighting style used by all ranks of the Mystrost army. Such methods of quick-stepping and rolling are considered essential parts of training and are part of the "Karginoth Movement Arts", named after the leader of the warriors who defend the island from the Orc onslaught many centuries ago. Each soldier is not trained as a soldier who finds strength in numbers, instead they train like warriors, drawing upon their individual strength.
Another point of interest is the adoption of gunpowder, not in the form of firearms, but mostly that of bombs urns, at least one per person. In things such as field battles, warriors are expected to light the fuse and throw them right before they charge or the enemy does. This strategy has proven remarkably well at disrupting defensive formations, making for easy prey for the charging infantry while also capable of slowing the momentum if not outright breaking a charge. The odd firearm does exist however, mostly in the form of defensive units stationed at cities and ports or handguns carried by wealthy officers as more of a sign of wealth, prestige and rank due to their more ornate nature.
Sketch of the common Myrstrost soldier; their armor heavily borrows from the Aciret Empire's Legions
Infantry is without a doubt the star of the show for the Myrstrostic Army, their Hallowed soldiers spending years training the arts of war and then using them in the seemingly endless dungeons and ruins of the island. Death is nothing to be afraid of for a Hallow as they know that their curse will bring them back to life, even if they turn feral and die with the last shreds of their humanities lost. Heavily armored warriors that move swifter than light infantry in battle, each on their own can easily outclass any soldier from any other nation and can give elite units a run for their money in groups.
\ Common armor of a Myrstrost noble knight; modified for greater mobility and execution of Karginoth Movement Arts
The downfalls of the Myrstrost army is a lack of a solid ranged support unit as most ruins do not offer optimal shooting conditions thus archery is left to volunteer hunters who keep at their craft in the army. Cavalry is also something of an issue as the harsh climate does not provide great conditions for horses. To circumvent that, knights ride the native Iceborn Dire Wolves and their role changes from that of a traditional fast shock cavalry unit into that of a slower brawler cavalry unit as the large beasts are by nature tougher than horses and are ferocious enough to fight on their own even without an already formidable knight riding them.
Artist rendition of one of the legendary Soulguard Knights with one of their signature massive great swords
The elite unit of the Myrstrost is the "Hallowed Soulguard Knights", the chosen warriors who undergo the "Chalice Rituals" and go from mere Hallows into legends. They stand taller than any other soldier in the Myrstrost army (about 7-9 feet depending on the person in question) and have incredible strength and swiftness, often wielding massive weapons that no one else would dare to try and pick up. Such strength and combat ability makes the Soulguard Knights literal monsters on the battle feild, legends speak of ones with such strength that they could wipe away entire armies but alas, those heroes have long since met their fates, feral or not.
Naval Overview
Given their long isolation and the fog, one can assume that Myrstrost never got its sea-legs, never building anything larger than canoes, rafts and barges for internal use and transport. One legend speaks of a long, slender black canoe driven by the Veuls who brought foreign Hallows to Myrstrost to begin their often ill-fated quests.
The iconic ship of Myrstrost braving rough waters.
Due to once again being able to see the world once more, there had been a small push to make more sea worthy vessels. The Cascade is the result of such efforts and has proven to be a great sucess for Myrstrost. Swift enough to dodge the monsters even in the Strait while sturdy enough to take on whatever the seas can throw at it, its Mythst-coated Frozen Ironwood construction is the likely source because of this. Although these ships are very lightly armed, their durability and agility can easily annoy many sea captains as their decks are harassed by arrows, bombs and marines.
When I decided I didn't want to do an Ork, I was trying to think of what could I do to try and come up with something a bit different and my mind wandered back to Mystrost and I decided to run with that idea so there might be some sour notes. Also had a double purpose of possibly serving the RP as some location we'd all go to or something like that.
I'll be trying for a post soon, hopefully I don't fuck up the rules >.<
@RoflsMazoy I can assure you that everything besides his name has yet to see use in any of my characters. I am going to go on a limb and say that its probably a result of him being based on something else entirely. That said, why doesn't he feel "correct"?
@RoflsMazoy Finally got my CS, decided to do something considerably less Orky in the end but no less interesting I hope.
I actually finished last night but due to internet issues I couldn’t post until today.
Karthis Autorius Salius, Prince of the Lost Isles
"If the King does not move, then his subjects will not follow."
Age:
17 (but technically little over 400 years old)
Personality:
Karthis is but a boy lost in time, not knowing of what the world contains. He is by nature curious and exploratory in his quest to relearn the world he once knew but also eager to share his stories of the lands he hails from and any comparatively "ancient" knowledge he may possess. In regards to his work, Karthis is noted as one of the hardest working students who shows both a great deal of patience and stubbornness (something which is often joked as being the same thing for him just never to his face). A gentleman by heart, Karthis displays a certain level of grace in everything he does with a certain refined aura around him, something that helps him recover whenever he may say something out of line or potentially offensive. Although he will pass off many things as a joke or as simply a "cultural misunderstanding", insulting his homeland will guarantee him pressing something against the nay-doer's throat.
History:
To understand Karthis, one must first understand where he hails from and when he hails from. His homeland, the Kingdom of Myrstrost, sometimes better known to contemporaries as the Forgotten Kingdom. Myrstrost laid claims to the Slivyst Isle where the people had built a magnificent domain with the grandest of castles and structures. However, it was when the so called Four Hundred Year Fog that the kingdom was cutoff from the world. It was no ordinary fog of weather but something else entirely. Whatever the case, the Isle was cut off completely, no one ever coming in and anyone going into the fog never to be seen again. However, it was said that there was a certain ringing noise originating from within the fog which only certain individuals could hear and followed until they too disappeared into the fog.
For nearly 400 years, the Kingdom remained a figure of legend and mystery until one day, the fog cleared revealing the land it had swallowed. Much of the land was in ruins with a good deal less people than originally remembered. And although almost 400 years had passed, for the people left once the sky was clear again, they hadn't felt any time pass at all. Scholars still look into the mysterious events revolving around the Forgotten Kingdom and many an explorers brave its ruins for gold and glory but some never make it out.
Karthis was originally the third generation of the royal family, his position of fourth eldest made it that while he would be powerful, the chances of him inheriting the throne were low. When the fog cleared, the surviving Queen Borealis sent her surviving children barring the eldest son and daughter away to learn of the world, of the 16 she had bore with her beloved husband, only 6 had survived.
Through various dealings, Karthis found himself enrolled in a school dedicated for forging and took on the craft with great haste and skill. He has been called upon more than once in history class to recount the past as he remembers it and his knowledge of how to create the massive greatswords has impressed as many as it has made people envious.
Speciality:
Knows the secrets to creating Great Swords, truly massive swords that can stand taller than their creators.
Extremely skilled at drawing out metal as well as hammering and shaping it and also heat treating/tempering blades.
When going into Expeditions, he will wield a two handed weapon but refuses to wear but a few small armor plates, citing that he prefer to stay mobile over tanking hits, something he does very well with his constant acrobatic back steps and rolls.
Has a variety of gentlemen's skills such as ballroom dancing and wine tasting.
As for you who are wondering what the hell Myrstrost is, its a nation I made for a Fantasy NRP some while back and I decided to reuse it here.
Ignoring anything beyond the topic of this thread, I actually harbor an intense dislike of the Witcher fandom. Yes I get it that your game is a "well crafted masterpiece" with combat that "you actually have to think about" and a "deep, rich fascinating plot and lore" and proceed to shit on games like Dark Souls and Skyrim.
To me, comparing Skyrim to Witcher is a pointless exercise in futility as its basically trying to compare competitive LOL/DOTA/HOTS to the Adventure Time MOBA (that shit was dope btw). Yes they're similar games but Skyrim is one of those games where you aren't supposed to be constantly challenging yourself with enemies that have some 20 odd attack patterns and abilities; its a game for you to unwind and relax in, get immersed, go get some cool mods and just absolutely rek bandits and wolves in.
In addition, Dark Souls does everything Witcher does with a much less of an obnoxious fanbase for me. Witcher is known as a hard game, Dark Souls is known as the game basically set up to kill you at every turn and you will die (coming from the person who literally managed to die within the first 30 seconds of DS2 by falling off a cliff), plus Fromsoft internally trolls the fuck out of its players like by not actually giving you a tutorial in cutscenes but in gravestones that you can destroy and render unusable. Also, until the day that Witcher has a contest that pays people money for trying to explain the lore, its tag of being a comprensive lore can go and fuck itself since its null and void.
Also, love-hate relationship with FNAF, I find the way it tells its narrative and lore to be super interesting as its never ever just fully stated outright but yet fans have managed to piece together this massive plot and stuff (Dark Souls also has this super interesting narrative style so more points to them). The fanbase of FNAF is basically the Undertale fandom in that its a bunch of screaming, raving children trying to make bad memes only they have a jump scare fetish.
I blame the american people for putting us in such a shitty situation with two genuinely shitty choices in the first place. Like, seriously, what the fuck? Why am I living here?
Welcome to the land where everyone watched the Super Bowl by the millions but suddenly aren't interested in TV once politics or literally anything important comes one. This is honestly one factor of why I think we just need to get rid of major league sports and erase that shit entirely.
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A view of Tyrbure, the major and only city within Myrstrost
The Merchant Tower, the head of the Odysseys Guild's trading operations and administration.
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Artist rendition of one of the legendary Soulguard Knights with one of their signature massive great swords
The iconic ship of Myrstrost braving rough waters.