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Nation Name: Tribes of Roc

Population: 4,000,000

Year it was founded: year 56 of the Astric calendar

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Where is it on the map?: The purple island collection

Capitol: Daria

Capitol location in country: The capitol is settled in the center of the largest most island

Society: The Tribes of Roc are a society of fishermen for the most part along with some metal workers, working metals found on some of the islands. There are Seven tribes that compose an overall people, each with their own dialect, but all with a generally uniform leadership structure where a Village Elder is elected by his people to power to guide them day to day, with a High Elder above them all elected from all the seven tribes in a ritual that tests all the virtues of all the elders to find the most suitable. In dire times a great meeting of elders is called to decide on matters such as war and major dealings with other kingdoms and peoples.

Each of the Seven tribes along with the normal commodities specializes in a single one above others, for example one would be master leather tanners and skin workers whilst another would specialize in simple jewlery, another in better weapons and so on.

The people are liberal among themselves with a great deal of equality between man and woman, races of all kinds may find hospitality with the tribes as long as they do no harm.

Military: 1.000.000 warriors able to be summoned if need be, archers and spearmen usually mounted on small warships for lightning raids and counter attacks.

Government: Eldership

- People of Importance:
High Elder, currently Adan Maar
Elder of Rockclaw Boon Dos
Elder of Sharkfin Dera Omne
Elder of Rainfall Ayne Rolte
Elder of Thunderward Domm Rath
Elder of Sunsparrow Ada Ralna
Elder of Moonlay Casla Motta

Economic: The tribes between themselves mostly trade via a bartering system trading things they have in abundance for things they need, since every village specializes in a different commodity

-Tariff: Mostly Goods but a small currency of metal bits may exist as payment

Religions: Spiritualism and Druidism are the major religions that most people adhere to

Technology: Early iron age technology at the most

Domestic Issues: Disputes between tribes are not uncommon but rarely weapons are drawn as the Elders always find a way to cool hot tempers

Issues Abroad: None so far

World Influence: 3 - Contribute some exotic wares and foods to general economy

-Relations with Neighbors: The Tribes generally stick to themselves and avoid much contact for fear of needless conflict

Major Cities:
Capitol of Daria, medium sized town
Village of Rocklaw
Village of Sharkfin
Village of Rainfall
Village of Thunderward
Village of Sunsparrow
Village of Moonlay

Landscape: The people are settled on a series of islands, some are lush and green while others are near barren but rich in minerals and metals giving way to a diversity in ways of life

History: The first Tribe of Roc found its way to the islands whilst escaping from a bloodthirsty warlord that has since then perished as most of his kind do, they are originally escaped slaves with little knowledge of survival so their first years were very harsh leaving most of them lost to the cold winters and scalding summers. However the strongest and smartest survived and adapted to the climate, learning most of the secrets and bounties their new home had to offer, generations have passed since then and now they thrive on their island homes in peace.

Strengths: Highly adaptable to various ways of fighting and solving problems, agile and quick witted due to the unpredictable nature of their home.

Weaknesses: Technologically and culturally impaired they are superstitious and incapable of quickly adapting to new technologies.
Macaroth reveled in the creation of his dungeon heart beneath the monastery, it pulsated with his life force, closed behind a large door in the catacombs where bodies would be embalmed, further widened and made larger by the tireless imps that looked more human than demon for that would be his strategy, using humans against one another and against potential enemies.

With his essence now fortified on the world Macaroth spawned several more black clothed imps and ordered the fortification of the surface area outside the monastery. Being left alone with his thoughts churning on the endless possibilities of conquest, how sweet it will be.

He set out the monks that he now corrupted from the inside but who still looked like normal humans out to find him new servants, weak willed bandits, highwaymen, murderers and all the scum from the nearest lands to tell them that their saint had come to save their souls and repent their sinning.

Force: 6 reapers, 10 imps
Dungeon: Dungeon heart, fort in progress
Resources: monastery pantry filled with fine foods and drink and a tool shed well stocked
hope i didnt fudge my spawning too badly..also im open to recieving a rogue being into my service as a liutenant he he
A chanting chorus rose, a song about purity and virtue and fable.

The human Monks sang their song as they did every day for generations, however lately a corruption has been spreading in their ranks for months now. Macaroth found his way to Elysium following the swelling of keepers, biding his time and waiting. Strategy was always Macaroths way of doing things, thinking ahead of his allies and of his enemies, he observed the formation of several dungeons from the ethereal plain before deciding to join in himself, he would do that a bit more subtly though.

He begun assaulting the minds of the Monks of a secluded monastery in a forest, steadily and slowly dripping his essence into their being, corrupting them gently to his will. If he did it by mere force, well there is no splendor in that. Feeding of their purity and replacing it with his own will and malice, today was the day he would be brought into their world almost willingly.

The song that started as a praise twisted abruptly into a dark and profane chanting followed by the destruction of their reliquary on a pyre outside the monastery with unnatural smoke rising from it into the air save for the armor set of some patron saint of theirs which they prepared for him to inhabit. The chanting grew in volume and poise and the monks bowed down to the armor as a stirring in the air opened a dimensional rift as Macaroth poured forth into the armor and gave it life, taking on the appearance of one of the humans he raised the old sword in hand to the air and proclaimed "I have come, I am here. The Bane of all existence has arrived upon you.."

He summoned a few imps and set the enslaved monks with them to build his Dungeon Heart in the depths of the monastery catacombs. So does his reign begin.

Status:
First Minions:
Location: Deren Abbey 10 degrees by 20 degrees north east of the center on the equator
Dungeon: Heart in progress in the Catacombs of a monastery
Force: 6 Monks, 5 Imps
will do my intro right away, please be patient if i do something wrong or whatever
got my vote!
got my vote
In The Guild 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
ok im out then, good luck folks. Was a bit too cartoony for me anyways
In The Guild 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'll have a wimpy character up later today then
In The Guild 12 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Yeah those are badass enemies..hmmm..well fuck
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