If accepted, may we post now? Or would you like for us to wait for a second post?
I think map issues are still being resolved.
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Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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I think map issues are still being resolved.
Edit: Nin'jad!
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Oh? I don't recall seeing that in the OP. In any case, I'll edit again.
The information was scattered around in said OP, but still there.
Accepted, though.
@The Senate, Cool, but your character won't know basic military magic until he was injected with Kaisoken dust by the Ascendancy...
@The Senate, clarify more on who exactly the Romu-Dookan clan are, and you'll be accepted. I want to know the clan's origins and how they fit into the implied history of the Ascendancy (once democratic, now dominated by a President-for-Life).
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Location of the Cathdral of the People in the PoW Timeline; do not look for it IRL!
Cathedral of the People's design; imagine the dome and roofs as red, decorated with brass eight-pointed Philippine Suns.
Clan Name: Petty Kingdom of New Hayastan
Jarl/Chief/King Name & Description: Tigranes the Fourth
Alias: The Steelmarch
Government Type: Petty Kingdom
Non Human Species Descriptions: None.
Location:
Religion: Believers in Yorven and Zazsha.
Clan Description: New Hayastan prides itself on being the most 'civilized' part of the Broken Lands, with its capital, Armavir, being a walled settlement that resembles a Salished township more than it does a Jarl's hill-fort. Hayastan also prides itself in its promotion of literacy and metallurgy, as well as its promotion of the 'Southern' tradition of armored heavy cavalry; Cataphracts. But compared to the actual Salished Empire, Hayastan has lost a lot of knowledge and learning as it picked up the ways of the north, and shares a lot in common with the 'savages' it co-exists with than it admits.
New Hayastan has a high level of social stratification (relative to other kingdoms), with the heirarchy starting with the 'Petty King', then the 'Nahakars', or great nobles, and after that the Azats, Ramiks, and Shinakans; Lesser Nobles, Artisans, and Peasants. Slavery is practiced, but in theory, people are only enslaved if they had broken the 'Code of Honor' promoted by Yorven or are descendants of those who had broken said code up to the third generation. In theory.
Clan History:Long ago, there was a mountainous kingdom called Hayastan, whose people believed themselves secure in the mountains, even against the Salished Empire. This was not the case, as, through sheer weight of numbers and technological superiority, the Salished overcame the Hayastani fortress-cities and forced the people into either vassalage or slavery. All except for one prince, Artazvad, who mustered a fleet of refugees and braved the cold of the north, preferring freedom to subjugation.
Artazvad ended up sailing into the Broken Lands and was granted an audience with the current High King, who granted them a peninsula to the far west, which had been settled only by shepherds and minor tribesmen before. There, the realm of New Hayastan was established, dedicated to the worship of Yorven, who was known as Ahura in the original Hayastani homeland. The ways of Old Hayastan, however, were strange and alien to the other people of the Broken Lands, and the Hayastani had to defend themselves against many threats.
They were up to the task, blending the advanced knowledge of metallurgy and engineering they brought from the South with the fierce spirit of the north and a loyalty to whoever was the current High King at the time. And the current High King, though a boy, is assured of this loyalty...as long as his Regent-Mother remembers her debt of gratitude...
Regional Geography/Resources/Economy Details: New Hayastan is mostly mountains and is rich in Iron, Gold, Silver, Copper, and Tin. Outside the fertile mountain valleys, the land is largely desolate; good only for sheepherding and farming. The coasts, meanwhile, are wealthy with fish and seals, as well as narwhals. However, timber is in very short supply, due to previous generations of New Hayastani stripping away the forests of pine trees that once covered the land. Not merely that, but New Hayastan is a frequent importer of luxuries from the Salished Empire that it still calls foes, but which they still bargains with for silk, spices, and new books from the 'Old Homeland'.
Important Characters:
Tigranes the Fourth - Austere, honorable, and brave, Tiriganes the Fourth is a middle-aged man who plans to step in as protector of the High King.
Important Holdings/Territory/Possessions:
Armavir - A mountain city surrounded by a large stone wall whose gate is decorated by carvings of winged lions.
New Trabzon - A coastal city dedicated to fishing and trading; its harbor is frozen every winter.
Tushpa - A city in the mountains dedicated to the mining of ores and the forging of arms and armor.
Relation to other Factions:
- Enemy of Clan Varvudda (if permitted by @Gorgenmast).
- Trading partner of Broken Hammer Clan (if permitted by @The Wyrm).
Jarl/Chief/King Name & Description: Tigranes the Fourth
Alias: The Steelmarch
Government Type: Petty Kingdom
Non Human Species Descriptions: None.
Location:
Religion: Believers in Yorven and Zazsha.
Clan Description: New Hayastan prides itself on being the most 'civilized' part of the Broken Lands, with its capital, Armavir, being a walled settlement that resembles a Salished township more than it does a Jarl's hill-fort. Hayastan also prides itself in its promotion of literacy and metallurgy, as well as its promotion of the 'Southern' tradition of armored heavy cavalry; Cataphracts. But compared to the actual Salished Empire, Hayastan has lost a lot of knowledge and learning as it picked up the ways of the north, and shares a lot in common with the 'savages' it co-exists with than it admits.
New Hayastan has a high level of social stratification (relative to other kingdoms), with the heirarchy starting with the 'Petty King', then the 'Nahakars', or great nobles, and after that the Azats, Ramiks, and Shinakans; Lesser Nobles, Artisans, and Peasants. Slavery is practiced, but in theory, people are only enslaved if they had broken the 'Code of Honor' promoted by Yorven or are descendants of those who had broken said code up to the third generation. In theory.
Clan History:Long ago, there was a mountainous kingdom called Hayastan, whose people believed themselves secure in the mountains, even against the Salished Empire. This was not the case, as, through sheer weight of numbers and technological superiority, the Salished overcame the Hayastani fortress-cities and forced the people into either vassalage or slavery. All except for one prince, Artazvad, who mustered a fleet of refugees and braved the cold of the north, preferring freedom to subjugation.
Artazvad ended up sailing into the Broken Lands and was granted an audience with the current High King, who granted them a peninsula to the far west, which had been settled only by shepherds and minor tribesmen before. There, the realm of New Hayastan was established, dedicated to the worship of Yorven, who was known as Ahura in the original Hayastani homeland. The ways of Old Hayastan, however, were strange and alien to the other people of the Broken Lands, and the Hayastani had to defend themselves against many threats.
They were up to the task, blending the advanced knowledge of metallurgy and engineering they brought from the South with the fierce spirit of the north and a loyalty to whoever was the current High King at the time. And the current High King, though a boy, is assured of this loyalty...as long as his Regent-Mother remembers her debt of gratitude...
Regional Geography/Resources/Economy Details: New Hayastan is mostly mountains and is rich in Iron, Gold, Silver, Copper, and Tin. Outside the fertile mountain valleys, the land is largely desolate; good only for sheepherding and farming. The coasts, meanwhile, are wealthy with fish and seals, as well as narwhals. However, timber is in very short supply, due to previous generations of New Hayastani stripping away the forests of pine trees that once covered the land. Not merely that, but New Hayastan is a frequent importer of luxuries from the Salished Empire that it still calls foes, but which they still bargains with for silk, spices, and new books from the 'Old Homeland'.
Important Characters:
Tigranes the Fourth - Austere, honorable, and brave, Tiriganes the Fourth is a middle-aged man who plans to step in as protector of the High King.
Important Holdings/Territory/Possessions:
Armavir - A mountain city surrounded by a large stone wall whose gate is decorated by carvings of winged lions.
New Trabzon - A coastal city dedicated to fishing and trading; its harbor is frozen every winter.
Tushpa - A city in the mountains dedicated to the mining of ores and the forging of arms and armor.
Relation to other Factions:
- Enemy of Clan Varvudda (if permitted by @Gorgenmast).
- Trading partner of Broken Hammer Clan (if permitted by @The Wyrm).
Guys, there is an opening now.
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@Flagg, I might join after all.
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The Second El Greco
After all he had suffered at the hands of the Communists, Markos Nikolaos (Marco Nicolas) had never expected to be in the employ of a far-left regime, much less sympathize with them. But the Philippines had done much to heal his soul, and since his conversion to the Philippine Independent Church, he had resumed his career as a painter of frescoes. All things considered, it was a fulfilling job, and the only thing that made him nostalgize for Mystras was the cuisine, which his Philippine Hosts had tried and managed to duplicate. That and the lower costs of paint; the old man had to make do with substitutes made from tropical materials for his church paintings.
Either way, as he stood on the scaffold, mixing his knowledge of iconography with the Philippines' own Iberian Traditions, he reflected on the story of his subject: The Virgin of Balintawak; Our Lady of Liberation.
"For He brings down the mighty from their seat, and fills the hungry with good things," Markos recited from the Magnificat before musing. "How can such a song be mistaken for the masses' opiate?" He then finished his current section of the fresco, which showed a black-hared woman with European features clad in a red farmer's dress with a blue cloth wrapped around her skirt, carrying a machete in hand. Accompanying her was a child in a farmer's white rough cotton shirt, a red scarf, and red trousers and bare feet. The woman also had a halo that was shaped like the eight-pointed sun of the Philippine Flag.
A voice interrupted his reverie, its tone smooth and musical: "It is beautiful."
Markos turned around to find a woman dressed in priestly robes walking towards him; one of the female clergy of the Iglesia Filipina Independente. Like various fringe demoninations in the Americas and Europe, the IFI remembered that Pentecost outright said: Your sons and daugthers shall prophesy. But enough theology; all that mattered was that Catherine Fajutagana was an able cleric who had withstood threats from the male-dominated establishment that still prevailed even today. Rubbing his eyes, Markos said, "It is for God's service, and service to The People is service to God. For are we all not made in his image?"
A nod from Catherine at that. "I wish more people realized that." Her hair was still largely black mixed with grey, her heart-shaped face wrinkled. Her eyes were narrow and Markos remembered embarrassing memories of remembering Hou's 'Yellow Peril'. "God has always sided with the oppressed, and Our Savior even turned out the merchants in the temple when they promoted corruption and excess. How can Hou and your Vafiadis mistake his word for a defense of The World as it is?"
Markos smiled as he climbed down from the scaffolding to show Catherine a better view of the frescoes that now adorned the interior of the newly-built Cathedral of the People. Built to commemorate the centernary of the birth of Gregorio Aglipay, the Former Lady President's father, it was originally designed as a gigantic trapezoid inspired by a Nipa Hut; a most ugly building. But Markos, upon his conversion, had pressed for a more 'traditional' building; one that retained the comfort brought by the past on the outside while containing a message of the future on the inside.
And by that, the building was a traditional basilica shaped much like Agoi Theodoroi Church in the municipality of Mystras, only with a bright red dome instead of pale orange, a bright red dome decorated by yellow eight-pointed suns made up of brass (real gold was too gaudy, and the copper and zinc that made up brass was common in the Philippines). In answer to Catherine's question, he gestured to the frescoes and mosaics of the church with his right arm, directing her at the Apostles dressed in Peasants' and Workers' clothing, the Saints weaving cloth and digging irrigation canals, and the glorious people of God being elevated into heaven.
"As you would already see," Markos would say, "Vafiadis and Hou are idiots."
@Nerevarine
After all he had suffered at the hands of the Communists, Markos Nikolaos (Marco Nicolas) had never expected to be in the employ of a far-left regime, much less sympathize with them. But the Philippines had done much to heal his soul, and since his conversion to the Philippine Independent Church, he had resumed his career as a painter of frescoes. All things considered, it was a fulfilling job, and the only thing that made him nostalgize for Mystras was the cuisine, which his Philippine Hosts had tried and managed to duplicate. That and the lower costs of paint; the old man had to make do with substitutes made from tropical materials for his church paintings.
Either way, as he stood on the scaffold, mixing his knowledge of iconography with the Philippines' own Iberian Traditions, he reflected on the story of his subject: The Virgin of Balintawak; Our Lady of Liberation.
"For He brings down the mighty from their seat, and fills the hungry with good things," Markos recited from the Magnificat before musing. "How can such a song be mistaken for the masses' opiate?" He then finished his current section of the fresco, which showed a black-hared woman with European features clad in a red farmer's dress with a blue cloth wrapped around her skirt, carrying a machete in hand. Accompanying her was a child in a farmer's white rough cotton shirt, a red scarf, and red trousers and bare feet. The woman also had a halo that was shaped like the eight-pointed sun of the Philippine Flag.
A voice interrupted his reverie, its tone smooth and musical: "It is beautiful."
Markos turned around to find a woman dressed in priestly robes walking towards him; one of the female clergy of the Iglesia Filipina Independente. Like various fringe demoninations in the Americas and Europe, the IFI remembered that Pentecost outright said: Your sons and daugthers shall prophesy. But enough theology; all that mattered was that Catherine Fajutagana was an able cleric who had withstood threats from the male-dominated establishment that still prevailed even today. Rubbing his eyes, Markos said, "It is for God's service, and service to The People is service to God. For are we all not made in his image?"
A nod from Catherine at that. "I wish more people realized that." Her hair was still largely black mixed with grey, her heart-shaped face wrinkled. Her eyes were narrow and Markos remembered embarrassing memories of remembering Hou's 'Yellow Peril'. "God has always sided with the oppressed, and Our Savior even turned out the merchants in the temple when they promoted corruption and excess. How can Hou and your Vafiadis mistake his word for a defense of The World as it is?"
Markos smiled as he climbed down from the scaffolding to show Catherine a better view of the frescoes that now adorned the interior of the newly-built Cathedral of the People. Built to commemorate the centernary of the birth of Gregorio Aglipay, the Former Lady President's father, it was originally designed as a gigantic trapezoid inspired by a Nipa Hut; a most ugly building. But Markos, upon his conversion, had pressed for a more 'traditional' building; one that retained the comfort brought by the past on the outside while containing a message of the future on the inside.
And by that, the building was a traditional basilica shaped much like Agoi Theodoroi Church in the municipality of Mystras, only with a bright red dome instead of pale orange, a bright red dome decorated by yellow eight-pointed suns made up of brass (real gold was too gaudy, and the copper and zinc that made up brass was common in the Philippines). In answer to Catherine's question, he gestured to the frescoes and mosaics of the church with his right arm, directing her at the Apostles dressed in Peasants' and Workers' clothing, the Saints weaving cloth and digging irrigation canals, and the glorious people of God being elevated into heaven.
"As you would already see," Markos would say, "Vafiadis and Hou are idiots."
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