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Name: Ben
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The Stratocracy of Hexanagallia


Type of Government:Stratocracy
Leader(s): High Warlord Jex Mal'tear
Persons of Importance:
Species(s) and Demographics: 70% Hexanagallians, 30% various races (mostly humans)
Religion Description and Demographics: The Divine Light

Culture: The Hexanagallions are a traditional, honor bound society that revolved around War and upholding warrior ideals. In recent years they have slowed down their aggressive crusade, becoming accomplished mechanics, shipwrights, and merchants. Just as when they were first hunting on their homeworld, the males of the species go out to hunt and the females stay home to protect the young. Most marines and soldiers are male, and most planetary guards are female.

History:






Military:

The trail up ahead began to curve and slope upwards subtely. To the northwest there were mountains that were visible from the gates of Highmast, but were now lost among the trees and brush of the forest. All around them, armsmen marched and glanced toward the heavily thick treeline casually. Most wore boiled leather and chainmail, hefted spears and using them as walking sticks. Though some had plate armor and more armor piercing weapons such as poleaxes and maces. One larger man up front Markus knew by the name of Kerler had a spiked club made of ash.

She's quite forthcoming, he noted. A bit spirited, but there was nothing wrong with that. I am too. At least she wouldn't shy from a talk if I ever wanted one. Markus was not the most talkative person in the world, but he wasn't a shut-in either. The fact that it was a woman speaking to him also made him a bit more open. Not for any suggestive reasons, but he always felt that most of the men he traveled with were either going to be his fast friends, or someone he would just get annoyed. Most of them were not the former, and he had not spoken to many women mercenaries in his travels. There was one or two. Saerus the Ranger was now dead, he remembered. He had forgotten the other one's name. He wondered where she was. Probably dead within the caverns he had fled those months ago.

"Truth be told I have a bit of noble blood in me as well." he said with a friendly smile. The mule Markus guided sneezed and then snickered. He placed a hand on its muzzle and whispered to it. "Dina," he breathed to it, using the Elven tongue. "Lle maa quel." A few years being taught by an Elf, he learned a few things. He was by no means fluent, however. The beast seemed to calm somewhat, though from the words or the comforting hand, it wasn't clear. He glanced over the beast's back to see if something spooked it, but there was nothing. He did not yet have that sense of danger either. A sixth sense one gets from surviving more than a few skirmishes. It was a very quick look though, and he turned back to Valarie.

Up ahead, Eloryen sat atop the back of one of the wagons and gave Valarie a tip of his wide brimmed hat, accompanied by a wink. Markus shook his head but could not help but smile. "I probably understand why you left a bit more than you'd think. But you're correct, if you're looking for work, this is the place." The road was now getting a tad bit steeper, and they curved back around as they arrived at the beginning of the mountain's foothills.

"I hear Ogres make their home in the lowlands to the east, and Orcs as well. There shouldn't be too much danger between the town of Hillglen and Highmast," he told her. "I've walked this trail, but only once. If you ever need to hop on a wagon, no one will blame you." The young man reached into his pack, lifting his hand off his sword hilt, and produced some jerky. He idly began chewing on a bit, and he offered her some. He didn't give an audible offer however, his cheeks now fairly full.
@Luminosity
@boomlover@Assallya@Vor@IcePezz@CrystalCHTriple@Luminosity
Expect a thread later tonight. I have an RL friend whom I play Xbox live with for a few hours every weekend (he now lives in Texas to go to Law School) and am about to start that with him now. But once he goes to bed I'll get to working on stuff!
This young woman seemed easy going, which he found endearing. If one took small things too seriously, they might take life or death situations in unpredictable fashions. He grinned, as if he was amused at a secret joke only he was privvy too. "I've known him for a few months in the Highmast Taverns. He's mostly harmless." Markus explained as they reached the Caravan. He casually grabbed the reins of one of the mules and began guiding the beast forward as they set off into the forest. Calls ahead and behind them showed that everyone was now in position. A few Dwarves on the Wagon behind them grumbled and spoke to one another in their native tongue. "He mostly gets himself into trouble and I have to dig him out of it."

A light wind began to blow from the west, partially halted by the great oaks and elms that now surrounded them as they made their way into the wilderness. Marku's hair swayed lightly as he walked beside Valarie. He kept his shield strapped to his back, and his free hand resting on the pommel of his bastard sword. He generally fought with his shield at his back to keep away stray arrows or enemies he couldn't see. Of course if he was in a mass melee, he'd take it out.

"I have a few years under my belt. It gets easier as the months go by, mostly." he said. "A lot of it is walking and making sure you have food. The fighting never lasts long, to be honest. Just make sure your shoes are sturdy and your pack is full. That and clean weapons." He turned to look at her for a moment. He wanted to talk a bit more of how the fighting is, but he didn't want to sound like he was talking down to her. Plus, it took experience rather than words to know what that was like. No explanation in the world would keep her alive or condemn her to death. It was up to everyone individually.

"Your sword looks fine." he said, examining it closely. He of course meant fine as in 'finely made' and not merely 'adequate.' "No doubt if you know how to use it, you'll probably have no problem fighting one on one. Just make sure to slash and sweep against many foes. Goblins and Orcs tend to gang up on people when they can, for all their talk of Honor."

This woman must be fairly fit. Rapiers were about as heavy as long swords, contrary to popular belief. They had a similar amount of metal used to craft the blade. It was simply thinned and elongated to make it a superb thrusting weapon. Maybe once they made it to their destination he could see how good she was with the blade. He'd not sparred in a long time. It was something he lamented that whenever he drew his blade, there would be blood spilled before he sheathed it again. "Why'd you decide to come to Highmast and set off with this outfit?"
@Luminosity
Shoutout to @rush99999 for always posting post haste. I'm thinking you'll get a special treat at some point in the RP
Despite herself, Princess Vanya was mildly impressed with the two before her. Her arms remained crossed and her posture was a casual, if imperious one. But the brows rose on her Elven face and she nodded at both the explanation Alice gave, as well as Sett's enchantment. She seemed to be immune to the charms of off handed compliments, having heard many of them from would be suitors. But it did not bother her either. It simply was.

Settionne's Fineki charm seemed to work, and a very brief and dim symbol of Seradwyn glowed for a split second before fading, and a similar light faded over Alice Peersbane before it dissipated as if it never was. "Well, you're quite the...odd man. But you seem to have some talent and favor. I was wrong to underestimate you." Vanya said to Sett, giving a small incline of her head. Suddenly, her ears perked up and she turned to see this newcomer enter the glade.

An-Hasst beside her spoke of them being ready for the morrow, and she was inclined to agree. "Indeed." Her words were to the Skayleigh, but her eyes were on the newcomer. "Welcome to our resting spot. My sister told me of you." The Princess then began to introduce everyone. Geradin was still fast asleep on the soft grass, but Beren stood up and gave a friendly smile and a nod. "An honor to meet you." the Warrior Monk said. Calanon gave a humble bow.


In the morning, the group ate a light breakfast. Vanya had by this point disappeared, giving one final farewell before she teleported back to Riverhope. Beren and Calanon ate a bit of jerky, while Geradin scarffed down some eggs and sausage. He finished his meal with a final burp. Once everyone was done with their meal, they set off heading southeast through the brush. The next mile was fairly uneventful, as was the next, other than leaves brushing across their bodies and gnarled roots catching their feet unless they were careful.

Beren strode at the fore, the muscled young man had his staff out and used it as a walking stick. Calanon and his steed Brogach were only spotted every once in awhile, scouting to the side and front every so often. Around them, the forest grew incredibly thick as they continued forward. It was an hour before Calanon returned at the front, riding atop Brogach and halting before them. "There's a bog up ahead. I believe past the bog we should make it to more solid ground and will make the rendezvous point. "I guess it's too big to go around, bud?" Beren asked.
@BCTheEntity@Vas Khaleen@The Fated Fallen@The ZAX
Ah, I see.

Well, either way it works for Sett
@BCTheEntitySo it seems I had misread.
I will say that generally, priests of one faith cannot call upon the God of another for magical aid. But since I kept making mistakes last night, this once I'll allow Fineki to put in a good word to Seradwyn.
@BCTheEntity@Vas Khaleen@The ZAX@Fetzen@The Fated Fallen
Ok, so I don't mess anything up and because it's late, I'll post first thing tomorrow (which admittedly, will be noon my time).
@BCTheEntityWell then never mind then. I suppose I misread.
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