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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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4 yrs ago
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
I’m particularly excited for meeting @Dog’s faction, there’s a lot of story potential there I feel. Especially early on. Not likely, though, unless NJ makes it to the sea.
Highwarren is the most likely first contact. Considering their conception of chivalry/honor and aversion to over-expansion, there probably won’t be too many problems. Though they do seem pretty alien from humans
By over expansion I should probably clarify that as over expansion by rat standards. If they really wanted to they could just explode their population since rat litters can have like 4-7 pups and females go into heat basically monthly. They would still like to expand but its just that right now they're really limited to the ruins directly next to the airport. Geographically speaking they don't have a lot of good expansion opportunities.
@ClocktowerEchosHow would the ratkin view the Ogres, hm?? It seems like their first contacts will be them or the NJ, whatever form it takes at that point
@ClocktowerEchos Probably disgust for the corpulent masses, I assume?
Its more like pity probably. They could probably they have a cursed existence and are revolting to the point that they skip hate and go straight for "well damn we are actually sort of lucky to have not turned out like that".
@ClocktowerEchosSure! I’m quite interested in the ratkin* actually. Certainly seem different from something comparable, like the Skaven
Yeah the main thing that they're very aware of their own problems and limitations due to the Caretaker. The Myth of Utopia is a huge cultural influence that makes them constantly on guard for over expanding and turning cruel. By that reason, their own association with chivalry and honor is another subtle cultural safeguard to try and prevent them from slipping into the Skaven. Now that you've brought it up, I think I'm going to add that the word Skaven is actually a very heinous insult to the Ratkin meaning something like "cruel, hedonistic demon", another mythologized thing that the Caretaker once actually told them.
This is really niche, but I'd love to do something based around Walmart Apocalypse. I ran one and was in one a few years ago and I just love the setting to death.
This is always a fun thing to do: if your faction was actually a civ in a Civ game (lets say Civ 5), what would be their unique things? Lets assume they're fully established and everything.
For Highwarren, their Unique Ability would be Caretaker's Lesson: Golden Ages and We Love the King Days provide bonus science. Their Unique Building would be Jousting Lists, it replaces the Stable and gives +1 Faith for improved pastures and +15 XP for Mounted units trained in the city. Their Unique Unit would be the Rat-at-Arm Knights who replace the Knights, are stronger and aren't made obsolete by Cavalry.
The arrival at what would become Castle Lesaden was marked with cheers and thankful prayers. The road was harsh and unforgiving, yet here the survivors stood in the shadow of the bus terminal. The night was marked with a (strictly rationed) celebratory feast that honored the dead and reaffirmed feudal oaths. A stolen pig, a war trophy taken during the exodus from the Furfolk, was slaughtered and its meat made for a fine roast for the nobility. All rats were given a drink of tarberry wine, polished goblets slammed into wooden cups and earthen bowls as King Skretak the Uncrowned again swore to raise a mighty kingdom from the ruins of antiquity.
The following morning, what animals survived were tied up or cornered in makeshift pens, holes in the ground that were freshly dug up ringed by containers to make sure that the animals couldn't escape back into the wastes. Crates, sacks and pots were lined up as makeshift walls to divide rooms as their supplies were counted out by scribes and logged. The ratkin had been lucky, most of their food hadn't spoiled beyond what their bellies could handle and what did could go to the even stronger stomachs of their animals. Sleeping mats were neatly lined up into warren-barracks based upon pack-affiliation. It was understood that all of this was a temporary arrangement. Once the ruins were fully explored and settled, the King would once again grant fiefs to his vassals.
Despite the temporary nature, the need for food was ever present. Boxes containing bugs and insects were emptied larger walled pens before rats threw in spoiled food and moss to let the maggots, beetles and ants grow their numbers. Farmers quickly claimed whatever cold, dark area they could for their own mushroom crops. One by one, rotted wood with tiny bulbs were lined up as requests for shelves soon followed. There had already been two open brawls between contested claims as one rat tried to take the empty suitcases found in another rat's claimed area.
As the smallfolk made their new temporary nests in whatever corner or on whatever bench they could find, King Skretak delivered a herald that requested able bodies, stout minds and brave souls for exploratory expeditions. Some of the surviving knights answered the summons while commoners with little else to do also joined the scouting parties. Each one would have at least one veteran warrior and a trained scribe to record and map their paths along side a handful of the levies who armed themselves with swords, clubs, scalpel-spears and bows. Each carrying the stitched-together banners of Pack Clawcrest into the vast empty terminals along side glow stick lights and camping supplies.
Those parties that quickly returned by nightfall were celebrated as their discovery meant that the rats could begin to slowly expand into more and more territory. However, the King wasn't too concerned about the ones that came back quickly. He was more interested in the ones he had sent deeper into the ruins, those larger groups who would be camping out the night. Surely there would be no mythical iron dragons still around here right?
A) Improve Food - Start the mushroom and bug farms
E) Explore - Go deeper into the airport to map it out
@Dark Cloud How good would you be with traveling the wasteland? Since if you are, Highwarren is probably your closest neighbor. Otherwise Vorne might be an easier trip.