SyrianHamster

The Fractured South - Nation RP

Just playing around with ideas.

As for the buildings, the ideas are pretty simple, and the guilds work thusly: You can equip a large number of troops credibly with decent weapons if you build it.

Same for the firearms manufactory.

The government buildings are the important ones, really, but i don't see them as being particularly gamey.

The Fractured South - Nation RP

Thinking of adding a troop/ship building formula to help you guys work out how quickly it should take to build up your forces.

I'd have to vaguely create unit types though, but here's what I was thinking

Ships:

Light ships = 1 lumber
Medium ships = 2 lumber
Heavy ships = 3 lumber + 1 iron

Must have the resources available, either owned or imported. So one lumber import = 1 source, 1 lumber owned in your province = 1 source.

Resources available / Resources required + Food Sources + Resources Exported to Other Players x 4 (4 weeks) = Amount of stuff you can build in 4 weeks.

So here's an example:

Player has 3 lumber, 2 iron.

3 + 2 = 5.

Heavy ships = 3 lumber + 1 iron

3 + 1 = 4

5 divided by 4 = 1.25

Player has access to one food source, so 1.25 + 1 = 2.25

Player is exporting 2 goods to other players, so + 2 = 4.25

X Four Weeks, so 4.25 x 4

17 Heavy Ships built in 4 weeks. Which is four real days.

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Moving onto infantry.

Skirmishers/Light Infantry = 1 Bronze
Line Infantry/Heavy Infantry = 1 Iron
Archers = 1 Lumber

Same formula, one slight change

Resources available / Resources required + Food Sources + Resources Exported to Other Players x 4 (4 weeks) x 100 (Infantry Modifier) = Amount of stuff you can build in 4 weeks.

So here's an example:

Player has 1 lumber, 1 iron.

1 + 1 = 2

Archers/Line infantry = 1 lumber and 1 iron

1 + 1 = 2

2 divided by 2 = 1

Player has access to one food source, so 1 + 1 = 2

Player is exporting 2 goods to other players, so + 2 = 4

X Four Weeks, so 4 x 4 = 16

X Infantry modifier, so 100 x 16 = 1600 Archers, and 1600 Line Infantry

Then, to stop things from getting out of hand, I would limit 10,000 professional troops to 1 food source. If you lose the food source with the army still active, there are severe consequences.

Thoughts? This is all just hish-hash i'm playing with.

Edit: I imagine I'd make the 'ships' export worth three lumber when it comes to ship building. This would give Island nations an advantage, which makes sense, and allow land countries to go into the sea without having to take over a province with access to the ships export.

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More special exports added.

Also added, and I forgot to mention this in the planned features, 'specialist buildings'. The list will expand, but you've got some to look at now. You'll find them under the lists of exports.

Basically you can build them, if you have the right resources, and they give you bonuses. Will now be working on Region Bonuses/Abilities, which you will all be able to choose ONE of when I've unveiled them.

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Eternal_Flame said
at last, more land!oh, and syrian, if it possible, can you make more special requirement export?

Way ahead of you. Arion will have exports not available to the rest of the world.

Orysson will also expand off to the east and the west, when I get around to it. That'll be the whole world all told though. Apart from a bonus southern pole, if anyone ever gets around to going south.

Let me list my planned changes, up and coming:

- Arion (New continent)

- New exports, limited to some provinces in Arion (Including Obsidian Steel and Obsidian Shipwrights)

- More Special Exports, including Engineers, Conventional Siege Weapons, Steel, Advanced Irrigation Techniques and more!

- Province Abilities/Bonuses, including the following: Warrior Culture, Sea Masters, Power to the People, Slaver's Paradise, Honourbound and more. (Will be explained)

- NPC actions to be dice rolled daily, to create a more 'living' world.

- The Sundered East (East Orysson)

- Nature's Retreat (West Orysson)

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All of this takes an insane amount of time for me to do, and even though I work, have a flat to maintain and a fiancée to look after, it will get done sooner rather than later.

Arion will be unlocked upon a world event occurring, but this is already in the pipeline.

The Fractured South - Nation RP

Just a sneak preview of the new theater.

The Fractured South - Nation RP

Updated the first post to reflect the current state of the game build.

The Fractured South - Nation RP

Updated the Tome of Nations thread, on Eternal's advice. Bit stupid of me not to have done in the first place, but hey ho. We've got at least 2 new players inbound.

The black ships haven't vanished off the face of the earth, for any of you wondering or disappointed. All is in hand.

TheRpgGamer said
Guys i might not be able to post in Saturday and Sunday this week because Me and my family were going to a resort.If there is Wi-Fi on that resort I can post.

That's fine, letting us know is enough.

The Fractured South - Nation RP

Calm Waters

The black ships that have plagued the water ways for the last couple of seasons have mysteriously withdrawn northwards, leaving no sign or clue behind them as to why. With their absence, merchants are now able to trade without the risk of attack. The Lords and Ladies of the continent release a collective sigh; but as always, one threat is replaced by another, and one would be wise not to forget the Eagle of the South.

TSA CS storage.

Jymson Fletcher

Name :
Jymson Fletcher
Nicknames :
Jim, Sonny
Gender :
Male
Age and birthday :
58, Summer 1244
Origin :
A commoner, born of a mother who failed as a street peddler, and an unknown soldier. Has lived in Deliar his whole life, and has never ventured beyond the city's bounds.
Length and build :
Tall, around 6’1, broadened shoulders and muscular forearms. Legs appear less developed in terms of muscle than they should be, giving him an apparent top-heavy build.
Weight :
Very round around the midsection, with a flabby chest. 19 stone, coldly put.
Sexuality :
Straight as an arrow, but his interest in the womenfolk has gone down hill rapidly owing to his advanced age.

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Appearances :

(I can find a picture, if needs be, but I prefer text to piffling someone else’s work)

Tall, wide and ugly. These three words sum up Jymson Fletcher immaculately. He keeps his head shaven, but allows his heavily greying beard to grow as far as his chest. His nose is misshapen, owing to several bar brawls of which he is often the worse off for. His skin is pale beyond his neck and forearms, but the flesh that is usually on display has a tanned quality.

His left eye is clouded over, owing to a drunken soldier’s reluctance to pay his tab. His right eye is a light blue, in homage to his once thick blonde hair.

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Occupation :
Tavern Keeper (The Boot Buckle)

Favorite phrase/saying :
“A drink, a drink, my Kingdom for a drink!” – Sarcastic response when dealing with frustrating people.
“Noxios’s bowels!” – His favourite curse in dire situations.
“You look like my ale tanks,” – When telling someone they look worse for wear.

Favorite Food :
Meat, meat and more meat. Poultry or cattle. Cheese too.

Favorite Weather and Season :
Winter. Jymson hates the heat, and hates working in it even more.

Patron God/Goddess :
Noxious – although his prayers and curses are almost always blasphemous.

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Personality :
Jymson, for all of his flaws, is generally a very nice fellow. Common spoken, he melds well with the working classes that frequent his meager tavern. He is loyal to his peers, and holds the law in high regard – when it suits his life expectancy, that is. He treats women as if they were men, and men as if they were children, owing to his advanced age and long established indifference to the gender of his customers.

History :
Jymson Fletcher was born into a harsh world. As many like him. His mother, a seller of a local baker’s wears, hooked herself up with an Imperial soldier one fateful night. Nine months later, another child was born without a father. Jymson does not hold her lack of foresight against her memory, but is bitter on the subject of children, and does not wish to have any a result.

At the age of 8, Jymson’s mother died of a pox. Not willing to enter the orphanages of the Holymen, he turned to the rough and dicey life of a street urchin until he was chanced upon by a local inn keeper. From the ages of 10 to 43, Jymson worked hard as a barkeep, and both his body and mentality reflect a lifetime spent in that environment.

He is well versed in the brewing of ale, but has always steered clear of wine, believing it to be the foods of his social superiors. Over the course of his almost permanent internship, he won several local awards for the ales he brewed, which often brought him into conflict with the more established ale houses and breweries. Some of these conflicts were almost fatal to him, and so towards the end of his years, he has scaled back his operation and uses products manufactured by others.

When the owner of the tavern passed, from natural causes no less, Jymson bought the place for everything he owned plus a small loan from the Imperial Bank – a loan he has struggled to pay back. Though business is theoretically booming, and he gets through enough ale and meat to astound other local establishments, the climbing interest rates the bank have placed upon him are becoming steeper to scale. He feels they’re doing this on purpose, to clear him out and put someone else in his place; though why he has no idea. Still, it has earned him a deep mistrust of the Imperial establishment – something he is not afraid to share with the loose mouths of his patrons.

Theme song :
This is new to me. Whiskey in the Jar (Instrumental). May be a bit too upbeat though, I’ll likely revise this at a future date if I find something a bit more sobering.

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Clothing and/or armor :

Usually found wearing a grimy white apron, with a bright green undershirt and black woollen trousers. He wears shin-high brown leather boots, full of holes and stories of a modest life.

Tools and weapons :
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Name :
Peace Keeper/Tax Collector
Description :
Jymson uses it to settle unruly customers, or to convince his debtors to pay their tabs. Keeps it under the bar, but sometimes has it hooked around his waist if he’s making a show of force.
Appearance :
A wide black frying pan, bigger than the average man’s head, it shows signs of heavy use, both from actual frying and metal-to-flesh contact. The handle is encased in wood.
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Name :
Father’s Conquest
Description :
Reminds Jymson that his life had no value to begin with, so why waste time valuing it now?
Appearance :
A soldier’s boot buckle, inscribed with the Legion and Cohort number of his father.
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Name :
Pewter Tankard with a sealable lid.
Description :
Jymson carries this everywhere. One can never tell where the next ale will come from. Of all his possessions, this is probably the most valuable – aside from his tavern.
Appearance :
A simple pewter tankard, that can be sealed to keep the beverage fresh and secure.
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Skill/Abilities :

Brew Master – Knows his way around fermentation.

Seasoned Cook - His food wouldn't fit well in a royal court, but give him some rabbit breast and some grass, and you'll get something bearable and safe.

Well Read – Can read well, and knows bits and pieces of other languages – dead, forgotten or very much alive.

Natural Peace Keeper – A life spent in and running a tavern has given this oaf a few pointers at how to make enemies amicable to each other. Usually accomplished by adding good ale.

Strong as an Ox – Though untrained with the use of a weapon, Jymson can swing anything with tremendous force, even at his advanced age.

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Traits

Physically Able - Despite being 58, a feat by any standards, let alone a lowly commoner, Jymson has kept much of his strength from his better years. However, the body being what it is, he tires quicker than his younger fellows, and there is no telling what shape his heart is in after over half a century of neglect.

Friendly – Is warm to everyone, unless they prove to be rather nasty individuals or beyond reason.

Sympathetic Understanding – Has time for troubled people, as he knows the realities of life are sometimes not down to those experiencing them.

Drinks Like a Fish – Loves his ale, and has reached a stage of functioning alcoholism.

Eats Like a Horse – Loves his meat and cheese. Very much so.



I pledge loyalty and honor to the High Ruler of the Empire.

The Fractured South - Nation RP

orangebox said
Yes, I read the OOC and IC every day. It's just that I cannot spare time to write. Plus, that world event was intended for me, so I don't think I'm holding anyone up? @@

Not from the GM's point of view, no.