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Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Ah dear, well I hope everything can get fixed up smoothly and with as little cost as possible for you.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The illis look like a perfect resource for a Slave Trade route, once the Arsuron and the Polypodises interact they'll have to work something out

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Who here can speak another language

Everyone in here speaking Latin while I'm sitting here, speaking titty

@Sana

The amount of people who speak latin on this website makes the think that RP Guild is a Latin speaking country

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

@Mihndar
So like a civilization type "turns until research is complete?" Is it an additional 4 turns for completetion at rank? (Ex: 4 for first level of advancement, then 8, 12, 16 and so on) or is there a set time for each major project?

A Strange World: Building Phlegethon

Im game if you'll have me

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Arsuron: Pop 150

Arsur Coast: 33
River Camp: 55
Lotus Colony: 60

Lotus Colony:
The sun rose upon the thick jungles of the land that the Lotus Arsuron had claimed for their new home, far from the raids of rival tribes and the oppressive policies of Anam and his tribal alliance. It had been a long day, spent using shark toothed saws to clear the land of these trees. The greatest problem faced by the Lotus Tribe Arsuron was the fact that their reed boats had begun to rot away after the long journey south. No longer useful, the Arsuron needed homes, but traditional grasses were not to be found here, the tall trees killing off whatever vegetation would have sprung up on the ground. All that remained was moist dirt and dead wood. The traditional Arsuron saws were unsuited to cutting wood this thick; the saws of the Arsuron were little more than carved driftwood made into the shape of a flat paddle with sharks teeth embedded in the wood. Through a use of stone hand axes and saws they had removed quite a bit of trees, making an artificial clearing, and tossing the trees into the ocean as waste intitally, but soon finding that the trees were able to float once hacked into pieces, the Lotus tribe found the answer to their problems. Later the trees were hacked to pieces and then cut into pieces able to be assembled, though a long series of trial and error, the Lotus had created houseboats that could replace their grass based homes. The Lotus tribe found as well that the wood cut from the trees was better in quality than the traditional driftwood used on the Arsur. The Lotus people then decided to take advantage of their position and acquisition of resources. The Lotus tribe sent a cargo ship north, carrying wood to the Arsur camp and establishing a trade route for them. In return for wood, the Alliance would send dolphin bone, a useful material for ritual uses and cultural reasons. The Dolphin's bone was needed for the traditional masks and the ritual garb of warriors.

Arsur Coast
A striking development had taken place in the waters of the traditional Arsur homeland. Fishermen spearhunting off the coastline encountered a mysterious material after straying too far from the usual hunting grounds.

"Hurry up! They're gettting away!" the first fisherman shouted to his partner, a woman fresh into her adult life learning the basics of underwater fishing. An Arsuron can breath underwater, but only if moving or in flowing water. Today they were hunting dolphins, boats overwater were being used to heard the pod into a cove to be killed. The boatmen threw stones and banged stones together to create noise and frighten the animals. As the dolphins were pushed into a cove, the boats blocked off the opening, hurling stones at any dolphin trying to pass their line as spearmen hoped overboard to finish them off. But Dophins were smart animals, and often another group would separate. For this reason, another group was dispatched to track down the secondary group. The second fisher was lagging behind tired, but her mentor had to push her on. As they progressed, the girl was too tired to go on. As she swamp lightly with her mentor, the two Arsuron found strange stones laying on the seabed. The stones were a deep bluish green, crumbly in appearance. The new fisher was enchanted by their strange appearance, and as she inspected the stone closer, she felt the abnormal weight of the stone, and the bits of orangish shiny surfaces on it.

The girl was excited of this find. She immediatly felt the need to show her superior.

"Look! Look at this stone!" She said, swimming quickly over to her teacher, showing him the green stones. The first fisherman was also intregued by the stones, and he suggested that they take them back to the alliance camp and make them into something.

When the hunt was over, the Arsuron had dragged up 10 dolphin, enough to provide food for the nomads for months. Preparations would take place on the coastline to prepare the meat for storage. On the coast, the hunters began mixing sea water with the natural sandy soil, reinforcing it with grass to create a temporary drying house. The adobe would only last long enough to salt the meat and let it it dry out, later falling appart into a mound of dirt dust. While at the camp, The two fishermen began trying to work the stone, finding that this stone was unlike any that they had encountered before. At each attempt to knap it only served to dent it, like some kind of soft material. Scrapping it against another stone seemed to smooth it, but as the green layers came off, shiny brown took its place. It was at this point that the two decided to find an experienced toolmaker.

"Anńa!" the first fisheman said to adress the toolmaker.
"Hail, Anńa. What do you require assistance for?" the toolmaker replied to the fishermen.
"Toolmaker, we discovered this stone on the ocean floor today," he said, taking out he partially worked green and brown stone. "My student and I attempted to work it, but we are encountering difficulties"
The toolmaker took the stone and began trying traditional stone techinques, when that did not work, he tried those used for bone. But this stone did not take to either. It was at this point that the tool maker tried a new approach. He took a hammer and decided to force a cleave in the stone by hammering it. But upon the first hit, he found that the stone did not crack, but flattened. The tool maker was stunned. "Anńa...I have never seen anything like this before..." the toolmaker informed them as he hammered the stone once again, flattening it more. The stone was a mystery, and the toolmaker requested to keep all the stones that the fishermen had drug up from the seafloor. He would take the collection of soft green stones to his fellow toolmakers and see how they could be worked. Unbeknownst to all, these Arsuron had dragged from the sea a material that would change their world once they learned how to harness its power, Copper.

Easthome

@MangoJuice
Angar laughed when the elder Rokthan approached him and began trying to speak with him. Angar replied, though his speech was much more eloquent. "Know this, beast, this land will be Arsuron's homes for all time." He said as he called in his troops. Immediatly, the Arsuron soldiers began to charge into the village, attacking anyone and anything that dared to get into their way. The weapons of the Arsuron were all crafted from bone, bone tipped spears, bone axes and shark tooth saws. From the darkness, Anrett and Anlug were watching, trying to devise a plan on how to stop Angar's soldiers. It was then that Anlug took notice of something over the horizon. They looked to be Rokthan. If they saw the trecherious behavior of Angar, it would destroy any further relations between their people. "Anlug, I need you to keep them away from the village, however you can. Stealth techniques were common among the Arsuron scouts, and Anlug only needed a few moments to redirect the path of the Rokthan warriors. Meanwhile, Anrett thought of how to get rid of Angar.

As the soldiers were attacking, Angar took notice of the giant hut that must have been constructed to accommodate Anrett. He instructed his soldiers to herd the Rokthan into that burrow, and soon they were attacking and trying to get whatever Rokthan they had caught into the large burrow to deal with later. As Anrett watched them, she noticed something that could help this, the Arsuron soldiers were converging into one area, and the bonfire was nearby. The unstable wood that was used could be knocked over onto the soldiers and Angar. Anrett stayed in shadows, only slightly illuminated by the fire but obviously injured, and holding her knife towards the fire, waiting for the Rokthan to be safely in the burrows as not to be caught in the impending firestorm.

Meanwhile, Anlug had caught up to the soldiers near the village. As they were getting closer, Anlug jumped out right in front of the soldier's line of sight, holding her canoe oar like a weapon and looking as threatening as possible to try and get them to target her, and then take off in the opposite direction to lead them away.

QUEST: a picture adventure

>Check to see if the door is even locked

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

Appearance: Hotaru is a young Japanese woman, short black hair, light colored skin, very slender body. She wears plain clothes and a pair of wire framed glasses. Hotaru is average in every way imaginable, almost as if she was made to just blend into the background; to make you second guess if you've ever seen her before.
Name: Hotaru Koga
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Alighnment: Mercenary
Race: Cyborg
Personality: Hotaru is sardonic and unpleasant to be around. She will gladly spend time mocking someone for any little mistake and generally being an asshole. However, she switches over into an inhuman focus when running a mission. Especially in assassination missions, Hotaru's trancelike focus is near unbreakable. She takes her job very seriously, and will ensure it is done perfectly.
Powers: When in direct contact with her body, the various tools that Hotaru has on her body become active. The most notable being her personal blade, which can take the form of any bladed weapon ranging from the size of a sword or a knife. She also is armed with personal detonators that can only be activated via contact with her skin. Hotaru may also synchronize and access computers though touch, letting her manipulate the software with her own mind's interface.
Ability: Naturally, Hotaru is agile being an assassin. Due to her status as a cyborg, she is good with computers; particularly writing codes, compiling viruses and junk data programs, and overriding securities.
History: My name is Koga Hotaru, or Hotaru Koga in western name order. I grew up in a little island called Japan. You ever been there? It's a depressing land of over urbanization and bleak, hopeless futures. My little piece of cement wilderness was a kansai city called Osaka. Well, not quite Osaka, I lived some distance away from the main city. My story begins when I was born dead in a hospital within the city limits. Through a series of events that I personally cannot recall, my body ended up in the posession of a man who liked to put robotic parts in living tissue. Now, I wasn't the first cyborg, and I certainly will not be the last; what was special about me is that when the old man was roughed up by some big men due to some debts he owed, many of us were seized as payment, and what else could a shady group of folks want to do with superpowered cyborgs than use them as thugs and hitmen. That's where I am now, running missions for my employers to take out the unsavory characters; those who might get in the way of later plans. So why am I in Davenport? It just so happens some of those undesirables are right here.

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