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Super cool character! Definitely approved. I just wanna wait for one more person at least but if no one joins up in a couple days then we'll get started!
Yes please
Another day of work for the Guldani Empire, Setsua thought to himself as he descended from one of the many mountain passes to the forests below. The king declared that farmland be prepared to better feed the people, so it fell upon him, the prince, to insure that things went smoothly. While not as exciting as going out and conquering, Setsua did enjoy the possibility of seeing new places, and perhaps even meeting new people to speak with, maybe even swap stories with.

"Are you excited to explore these new lands?" He asked one of the loggers traveling with him.

The Goliath merely shrugged. "Just wanna pay my tax and go back to my village. My wife is heavy with child, and I want to be there to greet the newborn."

Fair enough, Setsua figured, though he hoped their lack of enthusiasm didn't mean their work was going to suffer. Family was well and good, but if this job didn't get done, then the Empire as a whole would suffer, and his father would be without the resources he needed to make an effective attempt at waging war, should it be required. Honestly he wasn't certain they needed it though, since they would already have the war machines to make their forces something to be feared. Even thinking about such things brought a shiver down his spine, and he wondered just how much death would come in their wake. Would the gods be pleased with such a large amount of destruction? Setsua made a note of it so he would remember to speak to a priest about it later.

Half a day was spent before they arrived at the forest, the sun making its way to the horizon, ever closer by the moment. There wasn't another minute to lose, so the laborers went to work at tearing down the trees, which would then be stripped of branches and placed into a cart, pulled by oxen back up to the mountains. It was difficult work, suited to the muscular hands of the Guldani people, and it would serve them well in projects to come. Houses, bridges, whatever is required will be satisfied by the resources they were gathering today.

Axes met wood, and before night came, the first trees will fall to their efforts. Setsua met with the foreman of the project, a balding Goliath with scars over his right bicep, in order to get an understanding of what is to come.

"Will it be possible to begin building a community in this place?" He asked.

Nodding, he answered. "Yes, my prince, though I worry about what may be beyond the trees."

"What do you mean?"

"Legend tells of other Goliath tribes, scattered through these lands. They too had suffered under the hands of the elves, but were unable to escape into the mountains as our people had done." He shifted his footing, unsure of whether or not to continue. "The legends also tell of how these other tribes would...sacrifice people to their strange gods."

Souring at this news, Setsua decided it might be best to have a little security here, to insure everyone was safe. Whether or not there were indeed other tribes of Goliaths around, he still felt it best to have some warriors nearby should they need to mount a defense. Sending a runner to the nearest city, he knew it might be some time before they got here, but it would be fine. All they needed to do was harvest the lumber, establish a camp, and return to the mountains that they called home.

At least he hoped it went so smoothly.
Very nice, I like it!
Nope, figured we could play it by ear and see what feels natural. These avenues are all open for you guys to explore, but all I ask is that we try to keep things open so as not to restrict any possible other entries into this work.
It can be whatever you want it to be.


"Did you ever think the end of the world would be so...weird?"



This role play is to be considered mature due to violence of a graphic nature, harsh language, adult themes, use of drugs, tobacco and alcohol, and unsettling subject matters.

I am looking for anyone wishing to take part in an adventure through a devastated United States in order to uncover the secrets of why everything is so drastically different, and what can be done to fix it. To accomplish this, we must first have an explanation of the terms and phrases you may not be familiar with when you read the Recorded Message.



With that explained, you are ready to join in the fun! Put your interest here and then submit your character for approval. Once I feel we are ready I shall begin the adventure.

Remember to have fun, don't be afraid to ask me any questions and be sure to be kind and courteous to each other.
"Look at these mountains, my son, and tell me what do you think when you look upon them?"

Standing atop the balcony of their palace, the younger of the two Goliaths looked to where his father pointed. All white eyes squinted in thought, focusing on what he was feeling. "Tall, strong, cold, indomitable."

"Good, very good, my son." Placing a large gray hand upon his sons shoulder, the youth smiled while he explained further. "We are very much like these mountains, Setsua. Strong, tall, and indomitable. When we are together, we cannot be defeated. Just as Kuttachuic proved such strength when he liberated our people, so too will I when we reveal our might to the world outside of our mountains."

"But how, father? The outside world is so...dangerous." Fear was discouraged among the great nobility of the Guldani nation, but the stories he had heard were absolutely nerve wracking.

"Yes, there is much to be concerned about, but I will show you something, my son, something I think will help ease your troubles." Together they went back into the palace, a shining jewel of the city of Chotallaki and the seat of the king's power. Jutkalla smiled as servants, soldiers and even other nobles bowed before him, showing respect as they should. Extravagant tapestries of rich, vibrant colors decorated the hallways, illuminated with torches safely spaced out as to not cause a fire. It was not long before they began descending, going down into the depths until they arrived at a special place the king installed.

"What is this place?" Setsua asked.

There were many Goliath working around forges, carrying heavy loads of iron ingots to be melted down, then poured into casts. Hammers striking metal could be heard all over, creating something, something the prince could not think of. Wiping away the sweat quickly forming on his brow, he looked to his father for answers.

"Where once we were reduced to placing Obsidian into wood, now we will have proper weapons and armor, as well as strong war machines."

"War machines?"

He nodded, then guided him through the foundry, showing him the different parts being made. "Our enemies will do whatever they can to deny us our glory, which is why we must go further in our efforts to defeat them. If they do not wish to be part of out empire, then we will crush them beneath our feet." Looking to Setsua, the king laid down his question. "Do you believe yourself worthy enough to lead my armies into victory?"

Nervous, Setsua wasn't sure what to say, but he straightened up and replied. "Yes father, I am worthy. I will bring glory not only to you, but to our people as well."

"You make me so proud of you, my son." Swelling with pride, they walked back up to the palace proper. "In time, the world will bow to the might of the Guldani, or we will put them down."
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