It started with a message that spread across every electronic device on the planet. Glowing words that declared that humanity needed to prepare for a coming change. Three days later, the skies lit up with auroras of seemingly impossible colors. And echoing across the globe was a voice that no man could make. It declared that all those who had visited the website known as 4chan in the past three months were to be vacated from the planet as punishment for a crime that humanity had committed. The poor fools were given the option of carrying two hundred pounds of gear or, as an act of mercy, were allowed to take one person(and only one) and one hundred pounds of supplies for the both of them.Those dogged survivors were given ten minutes as a wave roared across the world, swallowing them up in a curtain of light, never to be seen again...Only to seemingly in the next instant wake up upon another world.Now exiled to a world so far from home that nothing remains the same, they are forced to scrape out a living upon a wild, untamed planet under an alien star.Welcome to Planet 4chan.
Why don't you put "quest" in your OP's subject field so you can be filtered with the rest of the trash.
>>28826130I always thought it was just a spammy repeat post that gets reposted with the same old shite each time. Never saw the start of a thread to realise its another fucking quest....
Recently:The Confederacy of /tg/ has arguably become the most advanced civilization in the world, beginning the process of rebuilding an industrial society through a union of city states centered around the Capital city of Kog.The Confederacy is faced by enemies on all sides. To the north, the hordes of /b/ have attacked and been broken at the gates of Cadia twice. To the east on the oceans, the /y/kings attempt to pillage and rape the inhabitants of all settlements they can reach, having only been recently driven away from Salt City. To the south, a war currently rages with the vile Fedoran empire - an evil place consisting of /That Guys/. Not all is grim, however. /tg/ has recently made an alliance with /sci/, and has discovered the existence of /diy/ past the acid swamps to the south. There may be a hot air balloon sent to explore to the south.The Confederacy lost much to the Fedoran assault on River City, but used it as a rallying cry and crushed the Fedorans when they assaulted Kog. Now they prepare for the arrival of the eight wave, and ready to create a national army to crush the Fedorans, /y/kings, and possibly one day /b/ once and for all. Allies and enemies alike ready themselves for a new year - a year of endless war.Will the Confederacy survive, or will the savage alien jungles claim the one true bastion of civilization to rise on a hellish alien planet?
>>28826130Lenore is very old. Older than the term 'quest thread', in fact. It simply periodically goes to sleep for a year or so.Reposting all the PDFs has become quite a chore, since there's so much information to post. Maps, plant and animal lists, and so on. Consider these a reference guide when you need ideas, rather than required reading material.As such, I've put them all in this download link.>>28826038I am uploading the newbie guide separately however, since we always love new writers.If you're interested in starting or just want to see things behind the scenes, please join the IRC and we'll help you jump in.Irc.rizon.net#lenore
>>28826276No, I want you to put "quest" in your OP's subject field.
>>28826276http://depositfiles.com/files/h34cg7y8xSorry, placed the wrong link. This contains all of the pdfs so far.
>>28826302So you're suddenly the mod of the board? testy little prick ain't ya. Did mommy tell you you can't go play warhammers tonight?
>>28826344thank god, I love all the pdfs but it was a little insane how many were being posted. We thought about just like a basic This is TG with all the shit in it?
>>28826276There's not even fucking "Lenore" in your OP, which is in my filter list. Moron.>>28826415> I want my filters to work.> Means I'm a kid.Sure thing, kiddo.
>>28826474Like I said, the World of Lenore is super duper old at this point. There's more writing than a novel with it. So while the guides WERE intended to originally just be helpful little tidbits on plants and animals, a little grew to a lot. It's insane to expect a newcomer to read that much before jumping in, so the guides are there as a reference to help if you need ideas. The IRC is also there to answer any specific questions the PDFs don't cover.The important thing is this: Just jump in, have fun, and generally keep things grounded. Other than a few high tech alien items, it's generally settler RP or gritty survivalism on a strange alien world.
I walk the streets of my subjects now, not for any reason. They look on me with a mix of fear and envy. They do not understand what gifts the Daemon has given and believe that all things are equal. I pity this simplicity. I walk through our markets that I have created, mostly for captured slaves. They love this, the bidding and haggling of Technologies from Earth for their prized servants bound in chains. I preside over them, shining from the top of the keep and even will place my own bids, offering the Red stones, daemons blood to them. They adore me for these, though they are merely baubles right now they carry them about and place them upon their mantles at night, savoring the strange light which they cast. And never realizing the whispers which creep into their dreams.
When I first came to this world, I was weak. I was a pathetic man who had no honor, no inkling of my potential. Those days are past. I walk the southern Forests, my Katana and Wakizashi forged by the Smiths Of Gendo and folded a half dozen times from the alien metal. I am a Samurai of the Ampire, a warrior of the people. To all I look upon I am the example to follow. I serve Harrison-kun my shogun with honor and dignity. We are a small clan yet, but we thrive in the adversity. We modeled oursevles on the way of the Ancient Codes of Bushido and Honorable combat. These Savages have yet to grasp this. They do not grasp the way of the sword, of the Samurai. I, and my men shall show them that there is a better way. An honorable way.
>>28826661I flood the city with the blood. They ask some days where I wander too for days on end and I merely shake my head at this, explaining I walk where no mortal man could tread. Since finding the armor others had found there as well, and were...ruined. The guardians of that place vicious and infectious with their spite despise us. It was by the whim of the daemon I was able to receive it and not be flayed alive. The stones though, they are beginning their work. I see it in the looks of people in the streets the red stones drops of blood from Daemons. Whispering to them in their sleep. They don't realize yet what has happened to them. That I have damned them, that I will bring forth a great change to my people and make us for it stronger and closer to the True god of the world. and all the while the daemon in the armor laughs.
>>28827797This can only end in blood and tears.
In the years since they landed he had buried more freinds and strangers then he could count. One of the few reasons they survived were the gauntlets. Those that didn't like the slave collars that the gauntlets produced had moved, some now lived in the ampire. The gauntlets allowed control of the beasts of this land as long as you had the will power, he had grown sting enogh to handle three, two were low levels, his dragon was of a higher caliber. Some that put them on tried to the the baddest thing they could those that didn't have the will got killed by the beasts they tried to control, sometimes they just went into a comma if it was a herbivore. They were getting used to seeing throgh other eyes when the ampire attacked. They had held the armies back, thogh they had numbers most solders couldn't handle the beast when controlled by humans. His job was starving this ampire outpost, he had sent bobo his little monkey monster with his flint and steel, useing bobo body to hop from one house to the next setting them on fire. Switching to his bird Whistler, named for the sound it made telling the flock that the pterodactyl thing had killed something,he saw the guards heading to bobo, he sent whistler to bring bono to him. When they got there he rode his tree dragon away. Heading to another settlement to repeat the process.
We broke ground on the Ironworks today. In a field outside Kog, the first true industry in this new world has been founded. I've made agreements with both the miners and the charcoal makers to supply us in exchange for tools. I hope for construction to be completed soon, especially if I can wrangle some dwarves out of Supply.
We'pulled more of those Gnome things out of the ground lately, five fully functioning ones, one broken one that got split in a rockslide. Took one of our workers trying to unearth the thing along with it. We handed over the broken one to the Keep, the Mayor seems like the type who likes to solve problems and mysteries so I figure he'll appreciate the chance to deconstruct one of the contraptions. Also pulled out a bucket full of these glowing rocks, no idea what they do but one of the Rangers saw them and called them mote stones. Eh, better give them to the Mayor as well.The five others have been split between, three working the mines pulling out more iron and miscellaneous ore and two working in the quarry, breaking rocks and dragging them into the city, one of the more ambitious members of the Keep has a plan to transform the dirt path of the Keep into a fully cobbled road. Don't envy him that work or the job convincing people to do it. Im much happier seeing this ore get smelted into proper ingots, or atleast into proper chunks of useable metal, rather than useless rocks. We should probablly consider the construction of a dedicated foundry though, relying on the smithies to do the work is starting to overwork them.
>>28830675X-Com HQ has begun to deconstruct the Gnome. We have some experts from /sci/, the science guild in Kog, and the Keep, as well as a limited number from other locations.While not precisely secret, the things we learn here may be extremely useful. Therefore, we consider it a responsibility to keep things learned here self contained until such a time as we can make sure we aren't giving the average citizen access to something that in our condition might be equivalent to a nuke.The simple fact of the matter is that I neither like nor trust these things. The aliens - Ethereals, as we refer to them here, are manipulative bastards. We can't tell the details, but it seems worship of them in the past led to the downfall of the Builder civilization. Moreover, finding these gnomes seems to be much too convenient. They seem suspiciously human focused, for one thing. They're much more human like; they understand people better. And they're jerks.They're clearly technological. Held together by bolts. Yet the material making their exterior is most certainly NOT steel. We have no idea what it is precisely, but what limited measurements we can perform put the stress tests of this stuff at ludicrous levels. It seems to be layered. Some sort of carbon nanotube thread layer sandwiched between strange metallic ceramic like material several thousand times. I don't think it was just damaged by falling rocks, but was flawed at creation.I don't understand how precisely, but it seems that this stuff seems to have been made in a similar process to the materials created at the rumored /k/ alchemist; a highly advanced 3d printer. Something about the way things look under the microscope. I suspect no system like that will let us copy these, but we'll try once we find one. The internals are... well. The materials science is beyond me, but it's insanely, dangerously complex. We have absolutely NO idea what we're poking into with it, so we're going slow.
>>28831552In a lot of ways, it looks more like a living being than a robot. The simple exterior belies a hellishly complex interior. Synthetic muscle fibers. Something that looks a hell of a lot like mercury but under a microscope turns out to be a mixture of nanobots, taking the place of blood. We have no idea what they actually do. Structures which resemble organs - but no brain. Perhaps that's actually the blood, or built into the organs. Or perhaps these are remotely controlled, their minds existing in a vault somewhere. I don't know. I did say it resembles a living being, but that being is in no way a human. There are many small black boxes we have no way to figure out the purpose of. Our instruments cannot hope to break into one.The metallic/ceramic skin covering its exterior also seems to absorb sunlight. Some of the systems become semi-active when exposed to the sun, and go dormant shortly after being returned to an indoor environment.We've identified at least one organ, however. It seems to resemble a liver in the lower left section of its abdominal region. Due to the way it's hooked to other systems and how it becomes active as well as the molecular structure of a sample, we deduce that it's likely a battery. By the size, it has to be made of nanobatteries.We'd begun doing research on those back on Earth. They offered ludicrous energy storage and fast recharge time. This appears to be a perfected version of the technology. No doubt the brightest minds on earth with a well equipped lab could figure out a lot from it. We have no idea how to do anything at all with it.It was clearly never intended to be serviced. The bolts appear to be for decoration and don't actually extend past the surface. I think they're to make them look more primitive than they actually are. It must have self repair mechanisms. There are no hookup systems, service systems, labels. Mass produced, print and forget. Those bastards made them rare for a reason. I WILL find out why.
[Classified Report]Report on Black Knight to heads of Confederation.We've been operating our radio system since first wave in various states. The first signals we ever picked up was from the old capital of /sci/, which apparently fell to a civil war which resulted in their current nomadic state. We've since begun using it more and more and currently all major settlements have a radio to communicate with. Rumors have it that our /sci/ immigrants can even transmit data over theirs. That's not why I'm here with this report, however. Long after /sci/'s capital radio went dead, we would occasionally pick up a signal, a static burst but with some structure, always during the rainy season. We did some calculations and traced the signal to the sky. Something close. Something in orbit. There is something up there. We hadn't had any luck spotting it with our hobbyist telescopes that Central Supply managed to salvage from the waves, it's always been cloudy. Except this last time. We have named the object Black Knight, based off an old world conspiracy theory. It's moving the wrong way, orbiting Lenore opposite of its rotation and seemingly timed with the seasons. We estimate it to be roughly 15 meters long and 3 meters wide. That's not all. Since it arrived this season, it has been mirroring our radio transmissions. It is our belief that this is another Oopart. Something we haven't seen before. That is all we have to report so far on this phenomena. Thank you for your time.
I've called the Council here today to talk about a major problem. We are sandwiched by enemies, in the north is /b/, in the south the fedorans, in the west we have cults driven south by /trv/, and in the east are the ykings. I know that in past meetings we brought up allying with ykings but decided not to. I say that if not them then who, we have enough tech, people, and advantage in geology that we've driven our attackers away, but in the future we need allies, or not to be sandwiched on all sides. We have a few things we could do, conquer other boards, ally with an enemy, or steal newbies from other boards. The first plan I think no one wants to do, the second leaves a bad taste in my mouth to, and the last is barely practical because the manpower is not worth the few we could rescue.
>>28831797I can't say the classified report came as a surprise to me. A satellite of some sort in orbit. Apparently capable of monitoring our communications. I've got to resist the temptation to build a radio tower and blast profanity at it. However, the bigger concern is that we don't have an actual intelligence agency. All of the heads of the Confederacy are getting this - which effectively means everyone will know it before long. That's a concern.There's no compartmentalization. No need to know. No true system to classify reports.Does this matter to us? Will it destroy us to know? No, not particularly. It'll create unease, but we've got down to earth issues to worry about. Let's assume it did matter, however. How will we stop those scientists from talking to boyfriend or girlfriend? How will we stop the representatives from doing so? Who enforces secrecy?Absolutely no one. X-Com's secrecy is enforced by signed contract, my personal control over the project and careful screening of candidates. Plus the fact that they got a speech shortly before joining that assured them they'd get their throats slit if they let secrets slip. We'll reveal information to the Confederacy when we determine that information won't kill us all or cause unrest. No sooner. They largely understand that. Even so, it works on the honor system to a depressing extent.We need a real intelligence service. An actual agency devoted to spying on foreign powers, and to keeping classified secrets classified. Our own Delta Green.I've got to bring that up at council soon.So the satellite is spying on us. This whole thing is probably some sort of test. What does it mean? X-Com will study it, and if it can be figured out - we will.
>>28832066Councilor - I certainly understand your distress. Right now it feels like we're under siege. But we're not. Not entirely.Though /b/ exists to the north, it would seem they are no longer focused on us. They've come under new management, and several empires war up there. It may be that they're not all savage. Hell, we know the first two battles were driven by chaotic panic and starvation. /b/ wanted to come here so they wouldn't starve. We may fight them again, but I doubt it will be anytime soon. We may even be able to make diplomatic overtures towards at least one of those empires.The /y/kings are a plague, and one that will be removed in due time. They can mostly only hit the coasts, however. We are prepared for more river assaults. Our air balloons patrol the skies looking for vessels, and we can mine the waterways. The Fedorans are a major threat, however. One which can only be dealt with through conquest or annihilation.That said, we are not entirely alone now. We are currently allied with /sci/, and the new settlement of Reservoir Town has greatly contributed to our scientific endeavors. A traveler from /diy/ brought to us a whole copy of madehow, a website focused on industrial production. Now we know how to make wire and ball bearings and many other things we had to puzzle out before. /diy/ exists to the south of the swamps. No doubt we could find a worthy ally there.We could also begin taking refugees through the tunnel to /sci/. Though there are cultists there, there are also decent people driven out of their lands that could help us here. Personally I don't care what board they're from, as long as they can contribute. Once word gets out we'll probably start to get a steady stream of refugees.One thing we may consider are the 'buggers'. I know what they did to one of our female soldiers. It was reprehensible. But that was the action of a single soldier. We cannot afford another enemy right now. Let's talk with them.
>>28832370It's not now I'm worried about. It's in a few years. The refugees are increasing, and if /b/ turns their sight down to us we need to be allies or too powerful for them. Then there is new from refuges about /trv/ army. Right now and at least for a little while we are a power house but all it take is one leader smart enogh to use the sandwitch aginst us. The buggers will be useful but in the long run their numbers won't be enogh. I would feel better if we could ally with another super power, either the masters of the land or the masters of the sea we need to decide which to make a treaty with. Stragglers will help but only as much as the buggers, we need someone that we can use as a meat shield or an advance guard, I would chose the ykings because if they get ideas we can fight them off easier.
I don't do quest threads, just because I don't like forum RPing. That said, OP, this is the best premise for a quest thread ever.>>28826130Shut your filthy mouth.
>>28832518To be fair /y/ are not a monolith. My understanding - limited understanding, mind you - is that they are ruled by 'Queens'. Given human nature, that almost certainly means internal political struggles.A general alliance is out, because they are monsters. It may be possible for us to find a redeemable leader among /y/, however. Or an ambitious queen we can use to divide them until we can get our own affairs in order and crush the Fedorans so that our power is uncontested in our own territory.Make no mistake - in another year or two we simply won't be possible for any society that hasn't industrialized to stop. We'll have a steady supply of firearms and ammunition, an air force, and most importantly the logistical strength to supply our armies well. The enemy will come at us with rifles stolen off newbies with limited ammunition and crossbows.The outcome will be obvious. So our objective must be above all else to hold out that long. Natural features mean our enemies MUST come from the sea or through Bastion and Cadia. The /b/tards are not Hannibal, and even he couldn't cross those mountains without a gas mask. Something that as far as we know, only we have.So yes, let us look. Let us send messengers to the Buggers and look for a redeemable or ambitious Queen to divide the /y/kings. With them, let us survive long enough to become unstoppable.
Perhaos we should extend an olive branch north and bury the grudge? We have reports of civilization of a sorts springing up n /b/. An ally up north might save us trouble in the future. Or we might contact /trv/, we know almost nothing of them.
>>28832681Easier said then done, many people still remember the attacks on Cadia. I'm not agianst it, its just finding enough people willing to support such an endeavour.
>>28832744True enough, but they were always rebuffed. Easier to deal with them methinks than the /y/kings that have ravaged our coasts. I will begin rallying support immediately.
>>28832646(hmm, the Queen Cassandra of Haven would be staunchly opposed, as she has the greatest stake in the current system, holding the largest city and the main shipyard, one of the Sea Queens might be convinced though, they each have their own raiding fleet, Queen Sarisvata only commanded one of the six, the rest only have their cities, in some case citadels, and some ships to screen them with, I will post a list shortly of all Queens, their fleets/cities)The Queens moot was once again in session, with the return of Queen Sarisvata it was back to its full strength. The Raider queen had proven herself once again, bringing back many slaves and much loot to be bought and sold in the markets of Haven. Cassandra was herself most pleased as she had recently purchased a pretty young thing for her collection, other were less pleased than her, mostly that they had not been given the rights to pillage that part of the coast. One could only raid a certain area so often before you drove them away completely so it needed to be regulated and this had been a very profitable raid, even with the losses they had incurred. It was expected after all, their lifestyle could not be maintained without the needed sacrifice, not that she had had to risk her life since she took control of haven but that was neither here nor there. There however was the case of the growing powers to the south and this moot would decide what was to be done about it.
>>28833081(here is a basic list of /y/king queens)Queens of the Island:>Cassandra of Haven (major city, trade hub and shipyard)>Athenia of Amazonia (most inland, central source of lumber on the island)>Rosamund of Second Rock(second largest city over all, located on second Island, source of salt, fish and a small shipyard)>Majorie of Ironkind (citadel built into a mountain side on southern part of the island, source of iron and other metals)>Shizune(actually a guy) of Temple (religious centre of the /y/kings, mostly japanese animism mixed with norse concepts and major food production)>Beatrix of Skinshow (Second major shipyard and tradehub)Queens fo the Fleet:>Sarisvata of the Slash Fleet (one of the two largest coastal raiding fleets with a large central flagship of builder construction, also currently written by someone other than me)>Izumi of the Shibari Fleet (smallest fleet but with some of the fastest ships of all, firce rival of Sarisvata)>Milda of the Chain Fleet (Second of the two largest Coastal raiding fleet, flag ship is not as large as that of the Slash Fleet but is armed with a metal ram)>Talia of the Dom Fleet (medium sized raiding fleet, excellent track record raiding the othr island nations)>Artemis of the Huntress Fleet (only fleet geared towards fighting other ships rather than raiding/boarding, reverse engineering Fedoran canon)>Gudrun of the BL Fleet (medium sized raiding fleet, recently got smashed somewhere to the south)
>>28833081>>28833518It was result of discussion that happened IRC is why it was brought up. They would appreciate you showing up there sometime. Helps make sure toes not are not stepped on in between writers or feet being taken from under people before a heads up/deliberation.
>>28833592We are nice people.I Swear.
>>28833518those names man...
>>28833592Just as a quick note - many of the writers, though not all, are American. We usually have ten or more people in there in the late afternoon US time. The place tends to be pretty dead in the early morning or middle of the night because everyone's asleep, though.
Esteemed Councilor, you speak of a "Traveler Crusade" as if they could be a current threat to us. From the reports I see on my desk they are far north and west of even the /sci/ territories. The refugee and warbands driven south by this crusade may be a problem if we decided to settle the open plains beyond the Nightmare Forest, but the very forest itself protects us from assault by these groups. They are not organized enough to actually cut a path through the forest and the elves would most likely prevent such an act.The northern "Hordes" in /b/ have calmed considerably and we have not heard or seen any push from them in nearly a year. Before this new advancement we would have at least some sized force crashing against the walls of Cadia every few weeks to keep the troops on their toes. Now Cadia is focusing on their southern borders to protect the Salt City established by Kog. If we can fortify our few ocean front settlements the Yikings will relocate their raids to other places. Our only current threat is the Fedorans. This leaves us with a few options for how we continue. We can risk an assault on them in the near future. Reports show the Matt Ward was their fleets flagship, and the vessels we captured, sank, or the ones that revolted are a sizable portion of their fleet. Should we push now we may catch them without many of their naval assets to protect them. However, they have whole cities of people. They very well could have numerous slaves that they would be willing to throw into the meat grinder and bog down our forces with our limited technology. It is up to you, fellow councilors, should we attack now and clear the land, or wait for our military to expand but risk them doing the same?
In other news. The Expat of the Tower has been out of communications and traveling in the /b/ wastes for too long now. We expected to hear from him and the forces of Builders that he was traveling with by now. While he turned down the leadership positions associated with the Tower, he is still a founding member. I would like to request a team of Rangers be sent to locate him, or discover his remains should the unfortunate have happened.
>>28826130All I hear is "WAAAAHHHH, I have to click hide on something I don't like!"This guy spent more time posting in this thread that he didn't like someone not titling a thread the way he wants than if he would have just clicked the hide button. Seriously, once you hide all the quest threads /tg/ is full of MtG, 40k repeated discussions of "Which chapter is better", list threads, and edition wars.
Esteemed members of the Council, I stand before you to beg your favor. I have begun work on a true ironworks, a place able to smelt Iron on an industrial scale. I have agreements with the Miners and the Charcoal Makers for supplies. However, I believe an official edorsement from the Council would be benificial for my plan. I require workers and true builders so that we may get this off the ground quickly. It is my hope that we may someday fight as Napoleon and Jackson did, crushing the Fedorans with powder and steel.
>>28837020Council I urge you shut down this project. Not only will it eventually ruin our new and virgin environment with pollutants and smog, it will also lead to many more deaths for our people. He says he wishes to fight as Napolean and Jackson, yet was that not the style of lining up men and let them get shot at like targets? Please consider what an ironworks like this will mean for our people. Invest in renewable and proben weapons such as the crossbows, they have range, accuracy and in some cases rapid fire capability more than we can expect out of any musket we may build.
>>28837193>crossbows>better than muskets>laughinghessians.jpg
I have been given command of a detachment of the 1st cohort to suppress the last holdouts in the /d/eviant lands. Most of the settlements apart from Alteria has proved little trouble, either being hostile but unorganised or more reasonable and open to diplomacy. But still on our far south and western borders there are still some alterian remnants that have chosen to resist the Empires rule. Luckily no one has proven number more than a couple hundred or so warriors, which is why I have been assigned 200 legionairies and 50 Velites. The Velites being the troops armed with actual firearms, semi-automatic rifles for the most part, as opposed to the shield and close combat weapons of the front line troops.They have proven indespensible as we have been hit by ambushes several times by the /d/ war gangs as we march through the forest towards the location of their fortified camp, especially as we are transporting an Onager that we need to protect to support the assault once we reach the camp. The ha-I mean 'Terry' has also saved us twice so far, the first by halting a log trap that almost saw a mountain of cut logs roll down and flatten the column and the second by suppressing a grenade that the /d/eviants had gotten from somewhere and had sacrificed a dozen men to hurl into our centre formation. The situation reminds me a lot of the stories one would hear of the roman legions fighting the gauls which actual makes me feel better, by rights we should have lost a lot more men by now. We need to crush these holdouts quickly though, I am unsure of our ability to supply our troops this far in the wilderness with any reliability.ThAt WoN't Be A pRoBlEm, GeT mE tO tHe GaTe AnD i WiLl SwEeP iT oUt Of ThE wAy!- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
I find myself patrolling the streets along with a mixed bag of Red-Bereted Individuals, mostly from 2nd and 3rd. Many of the Squad Leaders were not happy about being relegated to “Arbite Duty” but with the City still recovering, and the casualties that the Arbites took holding these streets, it makes sense that we should do our part to keep the peace on the streets.That’s not to say that the Chapter hasn’t had any Casualties of our own. We lost two people from 3rd Squad and another from 1st, not to mention that overall we had 13 others wounded in varying conditions. I’m counting my lucky stars that we didn’t have worse, I’ve heard from other parts of the city didn’t do so well.Right, back to patrolling, I’ve split the people I have into “Fire Teams” of about 4 or 5 people. I tried to get at least one experienced person per squad, which is why I’m stuck in a fire team made up off the newbs of 3rd Squad. I’m not saying that these guys are bad…it’s just that they’re….accident prone.Anyway, we are making our way through the Merchant’s District Now, working with another fire team run by a lady from 2nd calling herself “Artemis”. Dunno if that’s her real name or not, but she knows her way around the City better than most, and Markim gave his recommendation so we will see how she does. I’m just hoping we don’t run into anything, had enough ‘fun’ this week to last me for a bit.
>>28831797am I the only one severely fucking bothered by this things existence?
>>28839991no, i think everyone is bothered by it but we were all kind of expecting something like it to exist
>>28837193Quite simply, we cannot afford to forestall a true ironworks. We don't just need rifles, we need sawblades and nails, wire and axe heads. In other words, we need everything made out of Iron and Steel we had in the old world.We are already producing bows and crossbows, but the Kentucky Longrifle is a reliable, capable design with excellent range and reliability that we can produce ammunition for. That's important, because we CANNOT afford to fight in formation in most of our battles. Though rare and using limited ammunition newbie rifles will slaughter whole squads of men. That's why the longrifle is ideal - you have excellent range with it, you just don't have modern reload times. It's perfect for skirmishing.We also need cannons - real, metal cannons - to drive the /y/kings away from our shores.We are taking environmental precautions with all new production - the Keep is currently producing wind generators for clean energy and to reduce the amount of deforestation for charcoal needed. No doubt the Ironworks can and should be regulated. But the industry is simply too vital to give up.The Keep and Reservoir are working on our own Copper foundry. Soon we'll be able to use both copper and steel in production, and the possibilities will seem endless.
>>28836653As I said before it's not now I'm worried about, it's the future, though the forest protects us it's also a cliff to our backs, as is the sea. If our predictions are right then they will be able to over run us within a few years. If we are attacked from the south we are boxed in so after we destroy the fedorans that is where we should look for enemies.I believe a majority want to invite the buggers into the confederacy, the iron work should be built, and the sea Clift fortress should also be invited. We shall put off the making allies in the north and east until sufficient time has gone by.
>>28841674I don't want to invite the Buggers INTO the Confederacy, but as a separate allied force. I'd rather not give them a seat at the table until they prove themselves reliable.Who are the Sea Cliff Fortress?Also, I don't believe they will overrun us if our weapons and armor production is sufficient. With silk we can make bulletproof vests. Layer simple Iron breastplates and helmets over that, and our deaths in combat should sink considerably. Issue the men longrifles with bayonets and every man is a gunman and a spearman.Meanwhile, /b/ and the other factions will have spearmen, bowmen, maybe crossbowmen, and domesticated animals. Some of those animals are quite fearsome, but they only got close last time due to us running out of ammunition. If we're supplying our own in good quantity then that is no longer a concern.
>>28841828Did you not read about the allies that the master of the adventure guild brought with him, they named it Salamandastron. I laughed at what they styled it after, but they have sailing experience, they have a small number of boats stolen that they fixed up, and are proficient with slings which I think fire farther then bows and if close enough can match a gun shot in force.
>>28841828Ah damn, I guess that means we'll need to stop using them for target practice?
They ask why they dream now, I merely smile and say its the will of the Gods. At this they largely seem satisfied, content to let the whispers course through their minds as at night the city glows with a hundred red smoldering embers of light. A ward against the dark and a guide to a new Dawn. Like fallen stars they fill the city now, placed upon alters to themselves. From time to time I return to the Caves, less so now. I have seeded the dreamers with what was needed and now I must like the patient farmer await the first signs of my work to emerge from beneath me. All the while the daemon laughs.
>>28841828We are, which is apt in some ways. I look at us like China as of right now, we have the room we just need to move with caution. A Raider Empire in the south is no matter what an issue. While we must deal with /b/ eventually they've been quiet The Cadians and Bastion will hold for the time being and I doubt the Traveler Empire even so much as suspects we exists. Which leaves the /y/kings and the Fedorans the former can be as I've said before ignored to an extent better early warning will help, and I think with a little luck we can still direct at least some of their raiding southwards and away from us. The latter though we need to quash and quickly. They've attacked us twice now, in the heart of the Confederacy no less. The level of Bravo that shows is worrisome. There are also other matters that need be mentioned, with the XCOM intiative under way we should bring to the table the fact that there was something new found in the tunnels north of Bastion, a red form of mote stone and...A machine. It's currently inactive but if any of you have read the reports I strongly suggest we take a look at this..thing. It's a new player in the game I believe gentlemen and ladies.
I'm writing this after the inspection of what has been called The Formori. Where our cute little dwarves and Gnomes at least have pretended to be primitive machines this....This is worrisome. In some sense it is in fact not as advanced as the gnomes there is no silver blood and it seems to be made of materials less like the nano-ceramic polymers that we believe they are made of. This said it bears an almost disturbing resemblance to a Builder's anatomy. Though made from highly advanced electronics. We are not looking at a preserved corpse however as was found in the mountain pass keep. The insides are wholly artificial. the central 'organ' located where the heart should be we believe is some form of modified mote stone, a dull red color it seems inactive for the time being. The muscles all synthetic electrical polymers react to small amounts of charge and move with surprising fluidity. The Skin, is for lack of a better term confusing. Where Dwarves are robust this seems to be using some sort of native steel alloy for much of the torso, arms and legs. The joints are lined with a kevlar like material however allowing freedom of movement and giving it an almost insect like appearance. The subject has been loaded into a wooden 'coffin' and will be moved via tunnel to HQ for further study. We believe that this represents something...new in the Ethereals armory or perhaps another party in operation.
So am I the only one terrified that songs like Baby got back might be at some point in the future the only tenuous links to Earth that humans will have?
>>28847085please, please dont even speculate that that might happenstart stockpiling AC/DC and Kenny Rogers songs
>>28847143niggah, I'm saving Bach and Beethoven what's this AC/DC shit? >that feel when very likely acoustic music ala folk and country will likely be most common in the decades to come for Lenorans.
Silly citizens, I brought nearly 20 pounds of vinyls for Beethoven and a few for Tchaikovsky and some Wagner. There is also the additional 20 pounds for the hand crank record player so I can listen to them while filling out paperwork.Don't tell anyone about it though. . . these servants and stewards still think I'm having wild orgies with the cute new arrivals who want to use me for my power. I like to make them squirm when they need to make reports to me.
>>28847715And you never mentioned having any of this to us? You realize we've been trying to take an inventory of all the music we have for a little over a month right?
I went out to the Forge area today on request by the forgemaster...as soon as I got done visiting Arms Master who has had a breakthrough for our weapons technology. What I saw as spread out collection of historic weaponry. Each painfully cataloged to the nearest detail, taken apart, and then reassembled. He was excited as he explained how with our gunpowder production really starting to kick up again he looked into things and discovered that once we figure out how to adjust the forges we can churn out older weapons we are only held back my a metallurgy problem. One I know will be solved shortly as I trust in the forgemaster. The blacksmith who took a keen interest in what little we were able to claim much less access. I had to stop myself from pointing out our massive stores of weaponry and ammo that we have been rationing and let slip we were running low on. Everyone ate it up only ones who know the truth of the matter are High Ranking Kultists and our Chief Quartermaster. We actually have...quite a lot and get more with every new shipment. Which are quite regular now we have dealt with vermin swarms. They dare not attack less we pull strings and make it oh so much harder for them to acquire goods that they cannot easily take. Thinking about this fact however I realized with all the new blood we might lose not be able to afford it despite my best efforts to create a false impression of how much we have if we do our best to equip everyone we wont have enough...plus making them use these older weapons when they get the experience to use the modern ones they will have a much larger appreciation for them. NOW that will work just fine. Better write that down. New bloods get equipped in older style weapons when they get experienced enough we'll hand them newer ones...now if only I can deal with our armor problem. I will be blunt despite our best efforts we cannot afford to equip everyone in classic bugger carapace at the moment. Even light stuff at current rates...
Journal Log 53I've recovered enough that I've been able to do light duty. My arm is still messed up but it'll heal eventually. While I was expecting to be sent back out to Camp Abaddon to oversee the Fedoran slaves, instead I've been earmarked for a new mission. High Command needed someone trained in scouting in hostile areas, far from base with little support and well capable in defending themselves and crazy enough to accept. Well they beelined right for my door. I'm to head up Project Hat Rack. I'm to lead a small hand picked team of four others to scout out the Fedoran lands. I'm going have a heavy loadout with some support gear provided by Central Supply and the other Confed citystates. I'm to head off to Cypress Hill and launch from there. Once I fully recover anyways. We're to find any information I can on the size of enemy forces, anything I can about the resistance and any news of their neighbors. Location of their minor cities and farms. Most importantly, I'm to map the lands. They know I mapped out a majority of our countryside long before the other citystates were founded. They know I'm adept at this. I'm not to engage in any combat if I can help it. Some of the equipment I'm being given is supposed to transmit my findings via radio back to a receiver..somewhere. Deep down, I have a feeling they're trying to get rid of me. The Rangers are becoming a more strict military force. They don't need wild animals in the ranks. I've been noticing that others with similar dispositions as mine have slowly been moved out into far away or undesirable locations. I'll have to make sure to come back from this. They're not getting rid of this old Yowler that easily.
>>28848480That was when I was snapped out of my current haze and asked the Arms Master how he acquired these older weapons. I got an earful about how some were collectors(he especially loved what they brought) while others brought along a few weapons that they knew would be much better here with the limited to nonexistent industry. He explained to me as I was brought along to a firing line where all manner of weapons were being tested that they were very close to figuring out the right type of treatment for metals for the types of weaponry. They got the melee and throwing ones down but those like firearms were taking a bit more of an effort. Honestly would not have been able to hear him over the racket but ever since the earpieces developed to protect our ears from the fog had a happy side effect of blocking harmful noises so as to not harm while letting the rest pass through unmolested. I love the stuff it works great along with our helms. Which reminded me I asked him about how old style gas masks worked for the fog.He gave me a look stating that old world masks IF and its a very big IF can only save you when you are not in there for long otherwise you run out of filter. Which is unlikely unless you get really fucking lucky the fog is notoriously disorienting. If you should try to replacing the filter your exposing yourself. Plus the mists harm more then just your lungs or eyes even. Makes me thankful for our native Gaz Masks as long as you maintain the things you'll be just fine. Not nearly as risky as old style unless you get stuck in the fog or mists for an infernally long time. Even then making sure you maintain it right before you depart can buy you some serious time. If only the damn scrubbers we use in the filter didn't love the deeper fogs so much we would be able to pull of a much deeper expedition. Alas at least I heard of a lead for a type of underground fungi that may hold the key.
>>28848788After that I was dragged off to the gunpowder creation works where I saw the beginnings of mass production be set up. I have no idea how we are going to use the gunpowder stockpiles we do have as is we produce too much. Really we somehow produce too much of all the stuff we don't need yet too little for everything we do. I swear there isn't any middle-ground in sight. That was when I was dragged off to the Forge. A massive area deep underground that had refineries, forges, and more out the ass. Truth be told we only claimed a part of what is here and of that part we claimed only a fraction we can safely access even with our best heat proof equipment. Our Forgemaster claims that the part we do access is the part we can readily use. Considering the sheer awesome amount of output this place can produce if the regular hauls escorted by Cyclops are any to indicate and the fact that this island is heavily and continually mined by these dwarves. When their not busy building anything. Honestly we heard from others you can order them around but we never dared to as what they do is mine, process, create, maintain and build. If we somehow disturbed their work there is no telling what may happen. As is we couldn't access the areas due to heavy monster and traps until our current forgemaster encountered an Cyclops Magi seemingly conversing with a dwarf who opened up a part of the area for us to use and we have been ever since. It put our earlier kilns and smithies to shame. As it was clear this place was made to produce in mass its own way. If only to keep up with the material the volcano brings forth. I would just access it all the stuff they haul around, as we noticed they got to three different locations. The offering plaza where it deposited in a strange chained cube. We can't get to close heat is too much. The Armory which we can't figure out how to get in. Finally the storage areas...those we could access.
>>28831797Kog Science Guild[Classified]Speculation on Black Knight and Further ResearchSome of you have been wondering as to why we name our mysterious satellite Black Knight. As it turns out, there's a conspiracy theory that back on the old world, Earth, there was a similar mysterious satellite in polar orbit that was discovered during the beginning of the age of space exploration, in the 1950's. Some say it was discovered earlier in the age of Radio. Either way. A massive black satellite in an improbable orbit that's just inexplicably there, that rebroadcasts our messages with a slight delay. If that conspiracy theory is true, or at least partially true, there may be a link. The aliens that brought us here may have been watching Earth for awhile now. Now they may be watching us. Or it's a derelict that used to watch the builders. We don't know. Did the builders even know it was there? We had begun researching this question since it came up. With our limited ability to translate builder script, we've gone over our extensive collection of images of their carvings and writings. We have found something. In several of the greater war carvings, there is often a spot in the sky, often off to the side and away from the great sun. We initially thought these markings were just wear and tear. Cracks or chips in the wall. They've all been hand tooled and are very specific in shape. We now believe that they were aware of it on some level. Perhaps not fully understanding what it was, just a dot in the sky that always moves the same way. Since its discovery, we've broadcast several messages directly at it but have only received our own transmissions in response, as always. We have no way of getting into orbit and we will not for a very, very long time. Until then, we can do nothing but watch it as it watches us back.
>>28849382WEll thats fucking worrisome, do we have anything set up to see what happens if it sends us a new signal?
Coal production is going slightly ahead of schedule. By no means are we locating or extracting enough to power massive industry; however it is providing the proper aid in increasing the temperatures in our kilns to heat things more efficiently. Despite being efficient our first attempt at glass was sadly, an epic blunder. We were unable to heat the sand enough to liquefy it, and when we finally got it into a semi-liquid state we realized it was still too impure. This may take a lot more work than we had initially figured.In other news we managed to barter with one of the traders from River City and acquired a telescope from Earth. Apparently this place called “The Tradehouse formerly known as …” puts a lot of effort in acquiring the unnecessary things new arrivals bring. We traded him a stock of some of our seeds and some silk that we are now producing a sufficient surplus. I think we came out pretty well all things considered. Several of the other Hunters have been creating and trying to map constellations in our sky. It will be fun to see what they can do now that they have a telescope. Plus, putting the telescope on the top of the tower allows us to use it as a lookout. Not that anything would really come after us without first going through other cities; it’s still a good comfort to have it up there. The Hunters have really got me looking up at the stars more often. I find myself wishing I could roam the forests with them once more, but instead my appointed task has been the management of nearly 500 people across two settlements.
With the blessing of supplies provided by “Counciless” Jill we began the trip home to the tower aboard our two new vessels. Thankfully they have a shallow enough draft that we were able to bypass some of the sections near Kog and head towards our home lake near the Tower. We’ve taken in several of the Freeman who have volunteered to be sailors in exchange for warm beds, a place to call home, and friends. After seeing the glimpse of hell they were put through I am more than willing to promise them those things even if I have to build their new homes with my own hands. It also seems the two girls are a packaged deal with the ships. Kathrin is warming up, although she still has flashbacks and pulls away from people to hide in the seclusion of Akari’s arms. Akari is beginning to speak more and responds when questioned, however, she is still unable to make eye contact with anyone except Kathrin. I hope the women of the Tower can help take the two of them under their wings and help them out. They truly deserve loving friends. Damnit, now I’m getting emotional thinking about them. I’m gona go play swashbuckler and stop writing now.
As a frequent /diy/er I would like to say something about how a /diy/ group would most likely go (I don't know if I'm allowed to do this, if not ignore me).You are going to see some crazy contraptions, /diy/ers would have brought tools and knowledge with them as with the tools they can make almost anything. They would all have food, houses, basic tools, and basic electronics. You might also see odd things like airships, grown concrete boats, and automation of tasks that don't really need automated. They will have electricity (they can easily make wind/water turbines) and basic industry.What they won't have is a society. The yourself part of DIY will make working together hard, people will want to do things there way and only there way, the slightest bit of disagreement and the project is going to be done more then once as each person will do the project there way to show the other person how much better there way is.Take from that what you will, but that's how I feel things would go down.
>>28849956We could use the input, thanks. What we do know if DIY is that they have a very small population according to network traffic.
>>28849956Yeah, we were figuring /diy/ would have a ton of tech and things built, but the independence part of it would separate them. although the idea of automation of unnecessary things is hillarious when I try to think about what they're automating. "Hey guys, I finished my project. The Sal Jonesburg automatic toilet paper dispenser!""Sal, we have a limited supply of toilet paper that only increases every six months. We've all been using leaves for the past 2 waiting on the next group of newbies. Why did you create this? Have you been holding out on your toilet paper stash?""No, just thought we'd need it when the new toilet paper arrives. That's all"
>>28849804Wonderful news! Not only did the group of Hunters sent to Kog for joint operations training succeed in training and actually putting it into practice, but they managed to capture two ships in the recent assault of Kog!The “harbor” we created in the lake is currently docking the two vessels while we find housing for the new arrivals. Word is traveling swiftly around the Tower of the evil Fedorans who assaulted and were crushed by the mighty boot of Kog military with the aid of our brave and valiant Hunters. I’m not one for exaggeration, but the rest of the Tower is going mad over this news. Two ships, which we were struggling with designing and building, now sit tied to our docks. Nearly 30 new arrivals of sailors on the ships calling themselves Mr. Freeman. 20 victorious, battle hardened Hunters receiving a Triumph enviable by Julius Ceasar himself. Today is a good day for the Tower.Once the celebration peaked many people began to work on constructing additional housing for the Mr. Freeman. Honestly, I already sick of that name. We are building houses for the new citizens. Until they are finished many of the other citizens have opened up their homes and are helping take care of them. Almost all of them have psychological trauma. We are unequipped for dealing with such things. Hopefully kindness and people not trying to beat or rape them will help them deal with the situation. I do not even want to start figuring out how we are going to help the two girls following my lead Hunter around.
I feel like I've been left out here.I know cartoon horse enthusiasts are zealously hated by most thirteen-year olds, but come now.Where is /mlp/?
>>28850113/mlp/ is something we don't talk about...the aliens that transported us here knew they were dangerous, even to their twisted experiment. /b/ was enough of a control group. /mlp/ was dropped in the ocean. If your most frequented board deals with anthropomorphic female ponies then you're S.O.L. and swimming for 20 days to make it to land.
>>28850165In realiaty its more we just don't have an up to date map is all. A lot of boards are actually missing, and some are there that no long exist etc.
>>28850113The map is old and hasn't been fully updated. A lot of the "newer" boards are missing.
>>28850211>>28850209Oh, alright then.>>28850165Were the aliens, perhaps, thirteen-year-olds?!
>>28850211>>28850209But, /mlp/ is in the water. If you travel forwards in time by about 100 years you can find bloated corpses wash up on the shore clutching rainbow brights.
>>28850234no but they are likely incredible dicks.
>>28850248"Rainbow Brights"?What's a "Rainbow Bright"?
>>28850270Fuck if I know, it sounded like the name of one of the ponies. Aren't they Rainbow Bright, Sparklepire, Glitterqueef, and Sour Patch Cunt?
>>28850328You can't make shit like this up. This is too funny. I think you know the show, and are making jokes based on it.
>>28850399You'd be surprised what I can make up. Honestly, those names were just pulled out of my ass and any correlation to the actual characters of the show are only things you yourself create from prior knowledge of the cast.Still, it is fun to see someone find humor in what I wrote. Thank you.
>>28849956I love /diy/ and in all honesty we need someone to write for it. That was more or less the direction I tried to go when I mentioned it.If you like it'd be great for you to write about it. I would no doubt read with rapt attention. The location I've given them is just to the south of /tg/, in between /u/ and /cm/. It's a peaceful area except for the large animals.
morning bump
I, and several other of my most trusted men walked the Streets of Madoka, a small village located at the edge of the Ampire of Glorious second Nippon. The peasant folk looked on us with envy for we carried upon us the honor of being Samurai. Madoka was one of the latter settlements unlike Tokyo It was not graced with paved streets or even the Glorious pagoda of the Race that graciously left them here for us. Tom-kun my right hand man motioned towards a nearby street vendor selling fried moss balls. Of course, he would want some. I barked orders and Tom-kun and Andrew-senpai walked over and seized what they wanted. The merchant made protest till I flashed my katana and then he quietly and happily offered us his wares a smile plastered on his face. He understood the meaning of honor it seems.
"Did you hear about the explosion out near Tanners place? Took out a whole street block I hear, theyve got it cordoned off while they salvage any corpses and possesions they can and then rebuild. Heard it was a suicide attack as well, fucking Fedorans are terrorists as well as assholes!""Supposedly some weirdo in blackface snuck into Kogs council chambers and wanted to assasinate them, jokes on him though, the place was deserted and he got himself an asspounding from some of the new settlement warriors.""You all get word of the slave uprising that happened during the battle? Yeah, from what I hear the whole revolt started because the Fedoran leader wouldn't share his stash of cheetos with anyone, hogged all of them for himself and his yowler wife. "Yeah thats right, Fedorans marry Yowlers, Kelpies too.""You see that lunatic with the eyepatch during the battle? Came in blazing bright orange, frothing at the mouth, swinging a falchion and screaming bloody murder. He did help keep the bar from being overrun but damn, he's lucky to be alive.""Those Hunter guys from the Tower did the nuttiest thing, during the battle they actually boarded one of the Fedoran ships and convinced the slaves to row the thing right back in to the fight, this time against their former masters. I think it was called the Veagel or something.""Did you hear the story of the Rifleman? He spent the whole battle jumping between rooftops with a crappy old musket, sniping Fedorans and then fleeing to reload and attack again. They say more Fedoran were felled by little lead balls than the hellfire the Butterrooters unleashed on the docks.""I saw the Blade Dancer, no really guys, I saw her with my own two eyes. Clad in bright silks, draped along her beautiful form and spinning and twirling like a dervish, she killed a dozen Fedorans before I could loose an arrow. She even looked me in the eye and winked, I think im in love."(the truthfullnessor accuracy of these rumors is not guaranteed)
>>28855552anything more like this?
>>28857069Maybe I can put some more together
>>28857114that'd be pretty neat, its intersting to see 'slice of life' stuff instead of just politicking the politics
"Hear about the Nameless Soldier yet? No? Well, according to the hear say from the freed slaves is that he was just an unremarkable slave soldier in the Fedoran army and even less impressive back on earth. But at some point he became the nameless and faceless voice of a revolution. Old songs rewritten to suit this world and their plight, his songs reached out to all the corners of Fedoran.""I heard about the Nameless soldier, word is he was part of the attack that just hit us, people on the shore defenses and closest to the ships say they heard a loud and clear voice ringing out over the sounds of fighting. But no one knows if he lived or died yet, some say he fell into the water and drowned and some say he was carried back with the rebel slaves as a hero, singing songs of victory.""They say the /y/kings are ruled by a council of beauties, each one of them represenenting a certain aspect of beauty. And from what I hear, if you can put on a good enough 'show' for one of them, then they will claim you as a husband and king! God man, if theye as beautiful as they say it might be worth it.""The Red Comet is a terror I tell you! The thing tore a bloddy swath through the Fedoran ranks while its support troops had to run to keep up, none of them are supposed to have had to raise a hand through the whole battle.""I hear the things cursed! Either it eats any pilot who uses it to many times or they eventually find themselves horribly mauled and disfigured in battle. I agree, the things total nightmarefuel. Why did we send Bjorn instead of the Comet to Cadia again? "(again the truthfullnessor accuracy of these rumors is not guaranteed)
>>28855552"Did you hear the Builders are still alive? Apparently the Confederacy made a treaty with them and in return for human sacrifices the Builders would go north to /b/ and wipe them out.""News is, Harkin took a bullet for one of his men when the Fedorans attacked.""No, I heard he jumped on them to protect them from an explosion.""But I heard he just got scared after the fight and has been staying inside to hide.""Hey, apparently David tried to hook up with one of the elves. She was willing, but said he had to meet her Sith Master or something first. We haven't seen David in three weeks.""Look who it is, lucky man you. How'd the date with that Pathfinder chick go? Roll any d20's if you know what I mean?""It went okay, until we started talking about the best edition while on the gondola. We ended up arguing so loud the gondolier shut up. She ended up pushing me over the side and telling me to swim home.""Ouch, dude that sucks."
>>28857498Wait elves are goddamned Jedi?
>>28857600Sithil is the word for the immobile thing/plant/oversoul/god that converts people to elves.The rumor was something repeated over and over to where it lost clarity.
>>28857657ah alright and fucking weird. Why are the elves so damn creepy and weird I just wanted an elf waifu on an alien world was all.
>>28857703well some are more reasonable than others, but they aren't really pointy ear elves, youd have better luck paying the mythos to find you a cosplayer with plastic ears
>>28857898So what are the most Reasonable elves for that matter what's the typical day in the life like for one of these weirdos?
>>28848639Journal Log 54I've spent the last two days interviewing some of these resistance members that have stuck around Kog since the Fedoran battle. Picked their minds for anything I might find useful on my coming adventure. Apparently there is some organization out there called 6th Column I should attempt at making contact with once there. I think I've got a pretty good lay out in my head. We'll see once I'm there. I still have a few weeks of recovery and planning. I have decided on my team, however. Three rangers, specializing in fast pace movement and stealth and a combat medic. All of whom I've worked with before. We're being given a small wagon, it looks like a re-purposed salt cart, but it's been modified. It's supposed to look like a Fedoran wagon, apparently described by the captive slaves. It's also got some camouflage built in with flip over side panels so we can quickly hide it. Looks like a big bush when fully deployed. Yeah, a big bush in the middle of nowhere, that wouldn't be strange looking at all. It has one of those /sci/ Conestoga generators built into the wheels and a radio transmitter with an antenna on an extendable mast. We will be broadcasting to the Ranger station in RiverCity or Cypress Grove if we can't reach River City for some reason. We have a tortollo to pull the thing. That might draw some attention. We'll see. Anyways, I'm spending my remaining free time at the taverns and the gaming pavilion. Maybe I can actually complete my Shadowrun campaign before I have to go.
>>28858384I think the most Reasonable Elves are the Southern Variety, they have traded the most with River City, and they have an Enclave set up there...as for there day-to-day...not my field of expertise.
>>28858503Southern elves I picture actually have started developing Culture and what not though distinct from much of /tg/. Northern Elves(builders aside as they're their own thing) are probably basically stone age at this point and moving as nomadic hunters through the Nightmare. Do we know if any of the other boards bordering the Forest have developed 'elves'?
>>28858569There's /sci/...and maybe /cm/...maybe, but i have no idea if they got some 'Elves' too.
>>28858650Probably, I mean some of their people had to have wandered into the forest. I doubt they'd call themselves elves though.Also,> /cm/ either gay guys or girls>that weird moment when there's probably cute available womens that way.
>>28858728>its not gay if its an elf>oh god
Thallids:Thallids are an ambush predator common in the Jungles of Lenore and even in the largely peaceful area of Butterroot Keep. Not much danger to humans, a Thallid is a type of amphibian creature similar to a land-octopus. The jungle variety is generally the size of a small housecat. They prey mostly on smaller creatures.Though not dangerous to humans, they are quite dangerous to local animals. Their tentacles are full of jellyfish like stingers. Painful when grasping a human, but often lethal when grasping local creatures. They then reveal a terrifying circular mass of teeth where an Earth octopus would have a beak, strong enough to crush bone with each bite. Their means of movement with their tentacles can cause similar reactions to seeing a skittering spider.However, the River City elves assure us that the Nightmare Forest variety is vastly more dangerous.They are much larger and smarter, and are some of the 'kings' of the forest predators. A mass of bio-luminescent fungus on top of a vast land octopus, they often dwell high up on trees. They use their innate talents to mimic the light patterns of prey species - including those of humans speaking in the Elven light-language. Though often gibberish, those that have preyed on humans before will actually say words - like 'help' and 'pain'. Those that come close will find themselves in for a nasty surprise. Forest Thallids hunt in pairs. Upon approaching the Thallid on the ground, one that has completely extinguished its own lights will drop from above.One tribe of early elves - the Llanowar - were almost entirely wiped out by the voracious hunting behavior of a pair of Thallids that preferred the taste of humans. They later fled and rejoined the River City elves, but that pair is still out there, and reports of people disappearing are not uncommon.They are clearly not sentient, but are adept mimics and ambush predators. Beware mysterious lights in the night.
>>28859103Well so much for sleeping tonight.
The pic contains an incredibly ugly edit of our much prettier /t/ map and shows the names and extents of its numerous rivers and lakes. Also included are the names of the mountain range and the swamp.Any suggestions are welcome, although the IRC is best to discuss ideas in detail.
>>28859573also apologies for the bright yellow lettering of the river starting at the mining camp, for the record thats "the Exaltation"
>>28859573suggestion: the Niben is home to der ring des nibelungen, guarded by the ethereal river maidens.
>>28859103That's not what Thallids are. Either keep them the same or use a new name for your squid monsters. May I suggest, "Squiboons"?
>>28859801nothing is really the same, wyverns arent actually wyverns, kelpies are horrible creatures in the rivers and Imps are monkey creaturesImagine a country full of /tg/rs with carte blanche to naming things, we'd take the first thing we thought something looked like and name it after it. Hence, the strange fungus creatures are 'Thallids'
>>28859892Well thats a dumb way to go about things.
From : Bap, syndic of the Honeypot CampTo : Jack, master brewer, Central Brewery of KogHello Jack,It's been hell of a time since I've disappeared from Kog and I'm sorry for the mess I could have left there for you and Sven. If you read this letter, I assume our first convoy of traders has managed to get in town safely, which is actually surprising given the lack of solid roads and the amount of scum around here.So, maybe the word has spread in town but we finally reached the rock bastion described by Pierre. It's roughly north of Abaddon, in the mountains east from Helmdeep. We supposed it was /b/ territories but all we found was loose bands of exiled hobos. It seems that the major /b/tards tribes avoid the mountains, so we were there, sitting on our piles of weapons and jerky and looking like dumbasses.Anyway the place is gorgeous. We settled in a tower overlooking a crater-like valley full of redpines and a river is flowing in the middle. The fauna is dangerous, sure, but they fear our fires and we can kill them for meat and fur with our crossbows and various polearms. Given the amount of bones we find so far, some hobos didn't really have that luck. But the real thing is the honey. There is a fucking amount of bees there, more than we can ever dream of. I've set a mead business here, to everyone's delight. If nobody stole it, I've attached a vial of my last batch with the letter.
>>28860442(cont.)The best about all that jazz is the terrain configuration. The valley is surrounded by little keeps built on top of the peaks. Pierre didn't see them but we did, and we now use them as watchtowers. They all overlook minor passes leading in the valley. Anyway, our main settlement is the northernmost tower, the one guarding the biggest pass leading to the foothills. Needless to say, they are all perfect defensive buildings and I can only assume they have been built to protect the valley from outside threats. We have equipped everyone of them with a garrison.We have set up a crude semaphore network to communicate between all the garrisons. This has already proven useful to detect groups of /b/tards. Those poor fellows are often hungry as fuck and they tend to be everywhere anyway. They aren't really a threat, most of them are broken remnants from the northern tribes. That being said they make a really perfect decent workforce, they are so desperate they are willing to work like slaves for little meat and mead. So far we use them to repair the system of roads around the valley, if our shit sells well in Kog we may want to clear a path for trade.So yes, As far as it goes, I'm the boss here, at least for everything regarding to the economy. Jakub half-scalp is our chief of security, and the hunters are lead by Lars the Norge, I think you know them they were part of the militia back then.I hope to get news from you soon, just give the letter to one of our traders, they will understand.Bien à toi,Bap
Some 6th Wave asshole barged into my office today. I'm sitting there, doing paperwork (we re-invent paper, first thing we do is paperwork), This asshole runs in and starts yelling about percussion caps and how we shouldn't use fulmate of mercury. So I look him in the eye and say "We know that, dumbass. We don't have the chemical industry to do shit beyond gunpowder and primitive dyes. You want to go out there and try to make potassium chlorate out of rocks and yowler shit, be my guest." He looks at me like I'm Hitler and stomps off. God, I wish these people would just shut up and start working.
>>28861134wonder how he'll react to hearing who probably saved the Salt Camp by luring /y/kings into a trap.
>most of the refugees are total drones. They are more than happy to do construction work in exchange for their small rations.>we are gonna need more room for cattle for when the traders come back, the enclosed perimeter is too small. And we can't let the cattle outside of the perimeter or predators will get them. Maybe we'll have to redirect some workforce from the roads to wall building.>a group of refugees has been spotted in the wastes, they are coming here
>>28860442>>28860825How is it you found a VALLEY that isn't covered in death fog? The lower the area the more prevalent it is especially deeper in the mountains you go. More importantly how did you skirt past Bugger forces? How can you reach the peaks of the mountains when they are so high up you can't really breath? I can see that with the much smaller mountain ranges scattered around but not over with those. Plus the predators are such that fire doesn't work and they make the jungle variety look like pansies. The /b/arbarians are quite the ways north its a long trek down so there are not that many really in there. Not even including the enviroment itself. Next time you try to write about the mountains don't clash with pre established fluff.
>>28862136I highly doubt buggers are ALL over the mountains all the time, from what ive seen they dont even number as many as Kog in numbers and thats a single city and not a mountain range
>>28862136Keep in mind I was writing about exploring the mountains and establishing Helms Deep and the meteor crater years before Buggy started writing.
>>28864272generally I think its a good idea to check old stuff or just pop on to the IRC to find out if anything has been written about a certain areathat should help stop stuff like this happening to people
>>28859573Buggers are much more spread out actually. They have three cities under their control Asylum, Yard, and Forsaken Island. All the while with an secret network of hidden watch towers that is constantly being expanded upon. Astoundingly well hidden and strategically placed every single one of them. Its a painful process discovering them all. That isn't even getting into claiming and fixing them up...>>28849035That was when I was brought to weapons development besides guns. There they showed me a breakthrough with crossbows. They are figuring out the supple steel required for them. Finally they showed me they came up with recurve crossbows, and even repeater crossbows. Which I thought would light like the Chinese version. NOPE. One of these bastards turned out to be Greek Historian who showed our guys a crude design/mentioning for a much much heavier version. It took time to but we got it figured out now to down size it from ballista. Now our old school medieval era crossbows will soon began being phased out once they kick up production lovely. That was when I brought up explosive compounds for ammo as replacement for gunpowder. I swear they all gave me the evil eye. So I went off to check this great forge area. Ever since a part got cleared and a sectioned was granted access to us by dwarves we had a nice production going there. That is when we could figure out what all the levers, buttons, and switches did. Stuff was built to impress the Builders but I know there is much more advanced stuff lurking there. Why else would the dwarves be so busy yet it all quite advanced, if only we could access it. I hate being so limited but the majority of the areas can only be safely entered by Dwarves. What few sections we can break into is blazingly hot even with proper precautions we didn't even find anything. Hell even in the workable areas you have to dress oddly while having to attend the required hourly water and followed a cooling off/refresher breaks.
>>28864443hello /tg/ my 'astoundingly well hidden' and 'strategically placed' secret tower network is totally not a mary sue power up honest, not 'every single one of them'dude, how the fuck are people not noticing the shit these guys are doing if they are this spread out? either they are contained and not noticed or they are spread out and should be coming into contact with people
>>28864443>>28864348>>28862666>>28862136Let's look at the map guys. Kog is a dot. The mountains stretch the entire northern border from Nightmare to Cadia. Kog has explored, but not settled such a wide location as the mountains and they've been here the longest. To say the Buggers control the entire mountain is frankly, absurd. I've got a mountain keep/city I'll be settling once the Expat returns home. (If he ever does) Other people can claim areas of the map as well. Hell, we had the Fedoran's build an empire to our south without our knowledge. If people are gona write moving forces through Kog's net of Ranger patrols then I think it's safe to say that someone could set up a settlement within the mountains without having to interact or get the approval of the Buggers.
>>28864571to be fair you may be right. if you look at the map however, the buggers seems to be quite spread out in the mountains. i also assumed that the towers on the map were settlable without much problems. anyway after reading the fluff i didnt found anything invalidating the possibility of a trade outpost near the /b/ wastes.
>>28858464Journal Log 55Builder dream. It was a complete replay of the Battle of Koganusan, except builders. In their armor, with their swords and bows, a few lances. Bloody as all hell, bodies littering the streets. Maybe it wasn't a replay but just a similar battle that took place here centuries ago. I can never tell with these. I can never tell what it is trying to tell me, if there is a message here. Fucking aliens. That's what they say these are, the aliens beaming the past into our heads for some fucking reason. For years I thought it was signs of my waning sanity, but no. Aliens. They have a lot of things to answer for. 75 million things. No matter, back on the here and now. I feel like I should be planning more for the coming adventure, but I already know that anything planned would fall apart immediately. Too many unknowns. I'll have to wing it and hope for the best. I just have to make sure our food supplies don't involve jitterbugged breadmoss. So, I spend my time in the bar watching the entertainment guild shows, listening to the rumors flowing through. Saw Roy, Lord of the Arbites or whatever and had a beer with him, talked about our first meeting and old lives. He still doesn't quite get our /tg/ gaming/roleplay culture here and probably doesn't even belong on this rock with the rest of us channers but he's made it his duty to do his best to keep us all safe. I can drink to that. Now that Sixth houser at the end of the bar who kept talking too loudly about edition wars, now I could just shove a sword through him and I don't think anyone would stop me. But, I left my sword back home. Lucky motherfucker.
>>28871012Journal Log 56I could have followed another path. I could have joined one of the guilds in the early days. Hell, the Entertainment guild's offered me a place in their DM pool more than once. I don't have pocket spaghetti problems and could have settled down with a pretty girl and raised a family. But no. I'm a Ranger. I stalk the wilds and kill things for the glory of Kog. Instead of a family, I have two cats. Baron Vladimir Von Zeppelin and Mr Paws. A white shorthair and a calico. I don't even know how they got here but they've been with me since third wave, showed up at my place and never left. At least they keep the pests out of my house. I've added some things around the house over time for them to climb on and sharpen their claws with. At one time Central Supply had one of those carpet covered cat climbing towers, which means someone actually brought that thing with them for some reason. Supposedly one of the council leaders got their hands on it before I could. Ah well, they make due with the soft wood ones I made in my spare time. At least they seem to like it. I guess. Fucking cats. Anyways, I was expecting it to be just another slow day of preparation when low and behold, I got mail. That's kind of rare. I've only gotten two other letters in the past. One of them during the Kog invasion. Those postmen are fucking crazy. Anyways, the letter was from a seventh waver I had personally sent off to Cadia. He wanted to tell me that he had been promoted out of the White Shields and that I could go fuck myself. Apparently I left a lasting impression. I seem to recall kicking over his shitty house because he fucked up the A-frame. Anyways, at least he's alive and doing well. I've seen too many new waver corpses just littering the wilds. Far too many. Anyways, off to the gaming pavilion.
>>28871571I can't tell if that was meant as a compliment or literally just he was that pissed at the ranger he hired a postmen to get the ltter there.
Well, I’m sitting on the new docks of Alteria writing up reports and paperwork for the Hexumviri as well as the councilors back home. One of the new arrivals has offered to serve the Legion officers brunch and the 12 of us are all sitting at wooden or stone tables around an old alien stone house patio. I will admit, she can make an amazing cup of tea from the local plant her city found could be used in a similar way to tea from Earth. Sitting here has caused me to reflect a lot of how, in 4 years, we’ve come over 1,000 kilometers from where we arrived. We have industries churning out supplies across an entire Empire. All of this, because the officers around me and myself lead a charge.Leading this military has had its ups and downs. On the positive note, I’ve seen a good section of the northern coast of this continent. Negative notes, most of the previous inhabitants were worthless scum. Another good note, we have brought back some civility to people’s lives. Bad note, it cost us a lot of lives, a few twisted ideas and misdirection, and the acceptance that anything that happens to our far east is to be ignored unless it approaches our territory, then it is to be purged in fire. Good note, I’ve got a shiny new robot with all the phallic spikes and murals removed. Bad news, it takes way too many of those glowing stones to power that it will only be useful in extreme conditions.Relating to the big robot. The Hexumviri has decided the Gigant’s are too crucial a weapon to just leave on defense. One of them could lead a charge and break the center ranks of an enemy and rout them. We tried seeing if the Plains Cats could pull them, but the cats just don’t have the power to pull something that heavy. Requests have been sent out for other domesticated local creatures we could use as heavy load bearing beasts of burden.
>>28873469Work along the southern border is going well. The soldiers electing to remain in the Legion have been consolidated into the first two cohorts. First Cohort is now the Honor Guard. Filled with the strongest and best veterans they will be officers, trainers off the battlefields while on the battlefield they will be line-breakers sent in to crush the enemy at their weakest location. Second is still veterans, however, they may not be officer material. First will rarely be deployed in full. Many of them will be separated into other cohorts to lead by example.The other replacements and newly arrived troops have been coming in for days now. Our harbor was completed in time to allow the offloading of thousands of troops. Two full legions of roughly 5,000 heads each now fill the city. Supplies for such a force has been chaotic, but the retiring legionnaires as well as the relocating civilians helped to establish proper farms, collection of local food, and supply chains for when the Legions arrived. I also just realized that I had not mentioned our newly inked alliance with the cities of Papercraft. While they had developed some basic farming, supplies, and an extremely efficient paper production, they were still missing a lot of staple goods and medicines the Empire had developed. Trade was established just long enough for them to see what we had to offer. When we offered them a protectorate treaty they jumped on it. So, I should have no problems keeping logs of what happens in the future. Paper is pouring out of that region of the Empire.
>>28873664The Hexumviri has decided to split with the two Legions. Chances of us finding a unified and well equipped force to exceed the capabilities of 5,000 trained men with heavy support are very slim. The Second Legion will be moving north to follow the ocean inlet and they’ve been given the task of purging the aspies of Robotslyvania. The aspies are too disorganized to actually form a society. They’re unable to interact with others in any kind of supporting role. However, one reportedly claimed that he named the land Robotslyvania and we’ve been laughing at it enough now that it has stuck.The First Legion, which I have been given the honor of leading, will be heading further west. Scouts and diplomats from /po/ mention some strange geographic figures beyond the papercraft cities and we will be venturing into that land. I’ve been sending out full cohorts of the First to let them get some practice in movements and formations under the leadership of some of the Honor Guard. One member of the First Honor Guard has a rather peculiar alien artifact replacing his own arm. This mission is not only a test for the new men and the training of the Honor Guard, but the trustworthiness of a man within my ranks who is personally attached to some xeno parasitic artifact.
>>28837924We finally reached the enemy encampment, despite their repeated harassment of our column. The camp is well fortified, slopping earthern walls and ditches in front on all sides that come up to a mans neck and wooden spikes facing outwards. We don't have the time or the men to properly invest, it would take far to long to construct the standard circling wall and to many men to properlly man it on all sides. The warriors inside look the typical /d/eviant sort, piecemeal armor or nudity, armed with spears and shields, or in some cases builder crafted blades and sling staffs.The /d/eviants confuse me, why did they cling so to their board identity and let it rule them in a downward spiral in to madness? It didnt happen to everyone from /d/ who came here, we've peacefully incorporated several more reasonable, if still incredibly sexually liberal, settlements in to the empire besides Alteri, so the /d/eviants were obviously not the inevitable result. Thats probablly why I hate them so much, the Otakus like himself had been somewhat stupid on arrival but they hadn't become this, because it was preventable and yet here he was about to commence a battle that result in hundreds of death.i KnOw IsNt It GrEaT?"Commence bombardment!"- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
Bombardment continued for three hours, using the Onager to lob heavy rocks that had been ground down to rough spheres, as well as crude molotovs. The effect wasn't so much to effect any real damage, earthen walls are to good at absorbing a hit to expect to break one with an Onager, but we were able to smash the carts they were using to block up the gae way.No, the reason for the bombardment was psychological, the rocks fell and killed randomly and without real warning and the flasks spread fire and chaos amongst the tents. The two scorpions we have set up try to pick off anyone who tries to stick their head over the walls to keep an eye on our forces, its not 100% effective but its better than wasting ammo from the Velites. No, the Velites actually spent the bombardment covering a unit of legionaires I set asides as sappers, sappers who rushed back and forth between our lines and the fortified wall, with a cart full of dirt and wood, packing in sections of the ditch and laying down wooden logs to act as a bridge over it. They also cleared away a number of the wooden spikes opening up a way in to the camp. Not a safe job but it earns them a rear line position so that they won't be on the spearhead in to the camp, probablly the most lethal job of any assault. tHaTs OuR jOb RiGhT?Yes.I think their finished and this bombardment has done all it can by now though, any more time and they will just use it to prepare behind their walls, allready I can see slingers rushing back to the walls. I turn to my Optio and nod, the man begins barking out orders and the legionaries reform and close ranks, and then begin the brisk march to the walls. We can't move to fast or the formation breaks and the shields won't be able to cover us from fire and we can't move to slowly or they might break the formation with sustained fire.Soon we will be at the wall and the real violence will begin, damnit, it smells like the city.- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
>>28874162We reached the walls, by which point we were all fully aware of the stench all to similar to Alteria before its conquest, and the Testudo formation once again proved its brilliance as the slingers stones just bounced and skittered against the angled shields. The impact was heavy but not enough to slow us down. Things got a little messy when we reached the wall, formation was impossible to maintain at that point and climbing wasn't easy with a Scutum style shield. But we had planned for that and the initial line didn't charge right up but broke to form a line of shields on each side to protect the flanks of the men climbing straight up and over. They were met almost immediately by spears and swords of /d/eviant warriors but discipline and bravery saw them forward, fighting to establish a foot hold in the camp. For a second it looked like we would crumble on the walls there, when the Velites reached the wall and opened fire over our heads in to the /d/eviants front line, not aiming to kill every man but to force back the line crowding us. That bought us the preciou seconds to get enough men over the wall to establish a manipular formation and begin our march forward, catching everyone them in the gaps and butchering them. Then the second assault hit through the gates and the /d/eviants dissolved into panic. lEtS fInD tHe BoSs MaN aNd TaKe HiS hEaD oUrSeLvEs!....yeah allright, lets find the bastard.- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
>>28874475Shinjiro? Aurelius? dude, wtf?
>>28874537alot of people take new names on Lenore, Shinjiro Aurelius comes from 1. being from /jp/ and taking on a japanese name and 2. from taking on a roman persona because of the Empires legion
So what do people actually eat and drink on this planet?
>>28877056Mostly wild game though that's steadily been supplemented by other sources of grown terran and local veggies. A BIG part of the typical Kog(/tg/'s first city) is Moss bread, a sort of non vascular starchy plant that is cooked and worked into a dough and then cooked again to make a spongy possible trip inducing meal. Meat wise the Confed tends to lean heavily on wild game such as the racing deer, or tortolo a large(4 ton) animal that we're working to tame and domesticate. As for drinks we tend to stick some version of alcohol such as Kog's green vodka, Butter roots watermelon wine and amasc or the Apiary and now Bap's meads made from something kinda like honey.
The Empire covers a massive area of land as well as houses thousands upon thousands of people. While most of the citizens are intelligent enough not to consume random things on this planet, every new wave has someone trying new and stupid things. The surviving citizens use the knowledge acquired from watching what happens to the idiotic new arrivals to determine the viability of harvesting certain plants.From the new arrival testing the Tower has found several new sources of spices, vegetables, and a kind of leaf that when ground up and put in a filter for hot water to run through it can make a tea substitute. Information is shared across the Empire and several cities are developing “apothecaries” who have knowledge of all that is edible and poisonous. They’re also working on developing medicines out of the local grown plants. With such a massive population the Empire has a wide variety of seeds brought from Earth. Several plants do not grow in the different regions of the Empire, but relocating the seeds to a different biome has proved effective in growing some of the rejected seeds. Using domesticated Plains Cats or in some northern regions using Tortolo’s the produce can be swiftly moved among the cities. While most able bodied citizens join the Legion, there are still a few adventurers to protect caravans. When a caravan of supplies requires protection the local legion will often supply a squad of men to escort the trader.
>>28878374so wait how does /tg/ get there food around then?
>>28878922Riverboats and wagon caravans.
>>28874475The inside of the /d/eviant camp was about what we expected, like a miniature version of the city with depravity seemingly only limited by the fact that it was a temporary war camp. There were posts set in the ground with broken slaves chained to them. In some places certain /d/eviants were ignoring the legionaires and continuing to violate one another in the tents. ....yOu HuMaNs ArE mEsSeD uPTerry was right, he might not have much perspective being the voice of mechanical arm, but it was still right. /d/ had never been this bad on earth, hell they were generally nicer than most other boards, but somehow they had been reduced to this. Sad and pitiful really.I enter the largest tent, itself stiched full of crude depictions of various sexual acts, and I am suprised to feel the shock and disgust that washes over me, I'd thought Id come terms with what these people were. But as the man covered in tattoos dislodges himself from the beaten and limbless woman on the bed and charges me with a heavy looking axe I can't help but feel the bile rise in my throat. The fight that follows was unremarkable really, it was not a duel of two equals or the clash of two mighty warriors. It was more like the execution of a rabid dog, my shield deflected his axe and my sword hacked into his arms, not severing them but getting close enough to make them useless.wEaKAfter that I dragged him out of the tent by his neck as he kicked and screamed at me. I lifted the screaming man up into the air, the Black Hand gripped tightly around his skull, quickly got the attention of all inside the camp.KiLl HiM!Then I clenched my fist.- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
>>28880857After that most of the /d/eviants still alie and fighting dropped their weapons and surrendered, I made sure each of them was interrogated on the possibility of any other camps in the area, but they knew of no others like them, we had killed the ones they did know of. What followed next seemed to genuinely shock them though, they thought their surrender and co-operation might earn them mercy, possibly just slavery, but I had no intention of granting mercy to those who let horros like this happen around them. So one by one I executed them, each one of them personally, most of them simply met their end at the end of a rope. But the leaders, the ones who had helped make this all happen, those I beat with my metal hand until they lay dead and broken at my feet, all in front of their men as they stood waiting to hang. ThAt WaS fUn EsPeCiAlLy WhEn ThE hEaDs PoPpEd46 men and women, 9 of them were the leaders I beat to death, all of them dead personally by my hand. Its strange, I think, the way it makes me feel, the knowledge that I had killed that many people I mean. In battle it doesnt matter, you dont really keep count and it was you or them. But this had been the deliberate murder of another human being and I feel nothing for them, I regret having killed a person, but not them specifically, in fact I feel happy. Happy that these people no longer can plague others. Should I feel like this? Or should I feel worse? Should I feel like a monster for the acts I commited?WhO cArEs?Whatever.- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
>>28881152We burned the camp once we were finished, burrying those we had killed in battle by piling them in the ditches and collapsing the earth walls over them. The ones we had executed we left hanging or lying where they were, not even as a message, this was just the final insult I could inflict upon them for their crimes. The slaves we had liberated were either put out of their misery if we couldn't save them or if they asked for that mercy but those we could save, regardless of their state, we packed into carts and stretchers and began our march back towards the city where they could be cared for. I don't know what can be done for them though, especially the ones who can't even care for themselves, like Lucy, the girl who had been in the head /d/eviants tent, who despite putting on a strong face was completely reliant on others. The Empire might be the greatest civilization to have established itself on Lenore but it was still on a survival and war footing, I worry if these people will be considered a unsustainable burden and left to die. I will send a letter back to Shawna, my wife to be back in squat, about possibly setting something up. Im an officer now, unlike the unproven legionaire when we had first met and in the Honor Guard to boot, so my 'pay' is quite a step up from the average person, it should be enough to take in a couple of the worse off victims here and set them up in a home with a caretaker. She should be more than able to set something like that up using my pay and her contacts as a succesfull merchant. Maybe I should ask around the 1st for donations as well, they have seen repeatedly what these people have suffered through over this campaign after all.A leave of absence might also be in order, get away from the violence for sometime and actually marry Shawna before I get myself killed in some alien jungle. BoRiNg- Shinjiro Aurelius, Centurion of the 1st Cohort
>>28881389dude what happened to /d/? they turned fucked up
>>28882219most settlements in /d/ weren't bad, were in fact quite civilizedthen they started to pack into the builder city and the food started to run out and sickness spreadthey turned to their fetishes to escape realitysome namefags took advantage and started to take controlused slaves to provide for the fetishes and to help provide food for the cityviolence was used against all those who tried to fight against this new changethen the crusade by the Empire started and refugees started to poor in, making things worsethings just spiralled out of control until /d/ went full /d/eviant and we ended up with what you see here
>>28882682ah, okay, that makes sense/d/ is pretty chill which was why I was confused
>>28882925Not to say that there might be some Civil /d/ settlements out there still, just that they are not getting attention right now.
I might laugh at our glowing friends from the Hell forest but I'll say this much. Don't let them near a bow and arrow. In the Dark and twilight they are fearsome archers, I watched one peg an imp in the middle of the night from a hundred yards. Just looked towards where it was notched and let it fly. Shit was terrifying. Of course they can't shoot for shit in the daylight, they don't really like it anyways.
>>28883056Do they wear tinted goggles during the day?
>>28883116I have to imagine so, going theory is the fungus dislikes strong UV light so it causes discomfort for the host. Most likely during the day they walk around with goggles and robes on to cover themselves up. At night...well not so much.
>>28883116no just sunglasses at night
These guys sound like the unholy mash up of Elder scrolls mer and plague victims.
>>28871571Journal Log 57We are on the move. We kicked off the first leg of this journey. I'm taking my team and our wagon and we're on our way to Rivercity. Normally I'd take the tunnel but the traffic has been so bad lately between trade, mailmen, guild runners and for some reason, a bunch of drunks hang out down there because “It's cool”. So no, we're taking the surface road. It's a dirt road. Every year or so the build team gives it a once over to keep it from turning into a long mud pit. It could be worse I suppose. It could be raining. Doesn't matter I guess. So, Loadout is one custom cart loaded with a Radio transmitter and antenna mast, power generator on the wheels, supplies, tents and camouflage all being pulled by a small, dopey tortollo we've named Potato. I have 3 experienced Rangers with me and one Ranger combat medic that is just as heavily armed AND carrying all her medic shit. Heavy loadout for personal carry. I've got a 30.08 hunting rifle, my 9mm pistol, a bow and of course my trusty sword. This sword has seen a lot. It's a first generation reforged sword. It's probably seen death in its past life as a builder sword, and now death as a human sword. It knows what it likes. Maybe I should name it. Anyways, before leaving, I stopped by Central Supply's wifi hub to reload my smartphone with something to listen to and they ended up loading it with a lot of 80's pop music. Very well. I can handle this. Maybe.
These Baka-peasants, they act as if I'm forcing them to be low life dishonorable scum. That me and the other honorable warriors that protect them are petty thugs! Just Yesterday I had one spit in my face when I came to his house to collect the taxes for the Local Daiymo Matt-Senpai. When I ordered him to hand over any copies of Doujin that he had, he yelled at me and demanded I leave. ME a samurai. Well I would have none of that and had Alex-kun hold him while I searched and sure enough! He had six, SIX copies of original run hentai Doujins for Pretty Cure, when I asked why he had not given these too us before now he spat in my face. Well, that was the last straw and I had the Dishonorable fool strung up in the Public square for all to see while my men got in some 'boxing practice'
>>28884754god what a dick.
>>28884754Madoka, sweet little madoka was attacked today. The Vicious attacker came at our little settlement from the forests. A metal...thing attached to his arm and him upon one of the six legged skull faced horse monsters that live in the north. It was a vicious battle but my katana forged to perfection and folded a thousand times showed I was of the higher power level. I and my four fellow samurai each in our colors(I'm red and as such the leader) Charged forth and surrounded the foul beast master and fell him, our blades cutting cleanly through flesh and leaving the monster he rode bleeding. Kent-sama's legs were broken though as the foul Bakemono used its tail and shattered the bones in them. I though, I got the final blow and took the Beast master's head clean off! Truly it was a great fight for us.
I had a Builder Dream last night...First in a long time. I think it was the Battle that triggered it.I haven't really talked much about that did I? I'll get to what happened there in a bit. But yeah the Builder Dream...you ever had the sense you're awake, like perfectly fine but its a dream? It was like that, I walked through the city, the builders all going about their lives around me filling the air with their damned singing speech. The tower, the heart of Kog was ahead of me and on top of it stood the Red Comet, Glowing in the sunlight it looked like it had been drenched in fresh blood, a trick of the light really or the mind. You ever noticed that? All the other Gigants are a sorta dull blue-black. But that fucker, that fucking thing is red, like old blood. You gotta look Close to really notice but it is. Like it's been used so much its soaked up the blood into its armor. Anyways, the city was busy. It would seem something had happened and Builders were rushing to the walls. And then it happened. Out of fucking nowhere, Gigants leapt over the walls, and SOMETHING just, fucking massive stood before it all. Like it was taller than tower. All around it were fucking machines that looked like builders and Even flesh and blood ones, some wearing Armor like I'd never seen, wielding lances and....give me a minute here. Its some heady shit. I mean I've seen Gigants fight. I manned the Walls at Cadia, I walked alongside Bjorn but it wasn't just ours there was like three or four fucking kinds there. And that Giant, massive and watching it all and raining hell down on the city. I don't know..I just don't know what the fuck that was supposed to be. Especially when the dream shifted and suddenly it wasn't builders that were in the city anymore.
>>28886495Anyways, About the battle. I got to see first hand what they're 'soldiers' are like. I'd spent most of the battle holding a Triage stations entrance. It at first sounds like I sat on my ass doesn't it? But Remember Fedorans are fuckers and they like to go after easy prey. They drove their sniveling fucking slaves at us and expected us to break. I had men stationed all over the small plaza we were. There's a tunnel entrance there you see and that's how you got into the fucking Triage was via that tunnel. Meanwhile me and twenty men were in what amounts to Builder half plate refits. Shit is wonderful and I will be first to say it saved my life more than once. We held that plaza all damn day. By the end they had to shove bodies out of the way. Then their fucking marines struck. They used Goddamned gas on us and the wounded men they had there. I was choking on that shit as they made their charge, screaming bloody murder and trying to break the impromptu shield wall we and the arbites had set up by the entrance. You ever tried doing that? fighting shoulder to shoulder hacking up a lung while some asshole with a trilby charged you with a sword and pistol? They didn't expect the sniper fire thank god. They must have assumed my men had run out. Really we'd switched to crossbows and were using Nightmare wood arrows slathered with Jitter I'll be the first to admit its a dirty trick but they haven't played fair have they?
>>28886740By the end of the battle I was down to a half dozen men, my arm had been broken because someone among their fucking ranks had lugged an explosive cannon ball into the battle and set it off right in the middle of their ranks. Shrapnel had hit us and though the plates took the brunt the blunt trauma did a number on many of us. Such is war I guess. It's not worse than the Battles of Cadia really it just stings to think they struck here, people that should be working with us. Which brings up why I'm here. I heard how you're sending 'vets' out to the far flung corners of the known world. I would like to volunteer to lead a coalition force through the Tunnels into the /sci/ plains. The butter Root report was short lived and I believe our actual soldiers will be able to expand on what they did. We're none better for tracking, long term field work as well as dealing with potential settlements. We are the first Rangers Sir and with all due respect, I don't think city life is for us anymore.
>>28886989>that weird feeling when you realize that likely first wavers from /tg/ are all unable to settle down into normal life due to all the shit they've been through.
>>28887012First and Second wavers are probably all pretty traumatized to one degree or another.
>>28887466Thats...thats really fucking jarring I've gotta imagine for everyone after them. I mean yeah the early waves like three and four were pretty stable in comparison but Imagine Being like a Sixth or seventh waver and meeting a First wave Ranger for the first time. Also what wave resulted in the Elves?
>>28887012>>28887466>>28887507>Lenore: the Mental traumaming.
>>28887507Elves were founded either first or second wave and occasionally they get a new person wandering in by accident each wave.
>>28887507The entire world is pretty much a gigantic Millgram experiment. With more famine and feral beasts.
>>28886989awesome, I was wondering who would perform the follow up expedition in to /sci/, the Butterroot expedition was just the first foray
>>28887754Ah alright, so they've been around about as long as anyone else then.
>>288875073rd and 4th wave are a mixed bunch, in Kog and River City they were probablly pretty stable but many of them were also the ones who survived on their own and established their own settlements5th and 6th had it the most stable, but youre right interaction wit earlier waves is kind of jarring, kind of why the whole 6th house even formed7th wave in many ways had it the best, no war going on, dedicated, if insufficient, camps set up to train and integrate them and settlements everywhere settle in
>>28886989The following will be the outline of Operation Tesla Coil, the Joint Settlement Force Recon expedition back into /sci/ territory:Primary objective: Ascertain the Feasibility of near future Resettlement of at least Far side of the Tunnel of Resevoir town. Locate any potentially friendly /sci/ forces and aid them in maintaining order. Secondary: Catalogue and earmark species of interest as well as locations of any OOPARTS for both Mundane use and Study by the XCOM initiative, determine the disposition of possible enemy forces and feasibility of driving them out of the region in future expeditions. Tertiary: Location of Any friendly Caravans or non /sci/ board members.
>>28887928Keep in mind, Cadia was founded by third wavers and had a majority third wave population. They've had their own kind of hell to deal with.
>>28888006The council will now hear further suggestions for revision of the Mission or of introducing new parameters.
Look, just 'cuz them fucking Cultists up there cause you guys trouble doesn't mean we're all fucking crazy. No seriously, we're not all crazy. Anyways, got a shipment of Coffee fruit here, I know, I know you guys wanted it roasted but they won't fucking allow us up there. Besides we don't have much in the way of trees except down by the fog and well...There's something there. They call it some asinine name, I just call them Fucking ghosts. You seem em wandering the valleys here and there, just something looks like a man with a pair of glowing eyes on the chest, you blink and its gone. Shits weird even for up there. Anyways, coffee, get it roasted ASAP, because I want to bring back some along with that Green shit you Low landers call booze.
>>28888006The mission objectives of Operation Tesla Coil are, for the most part, well thought out and written. The only change I would suggest would be to change from seeking out the disposition of enemy forces and feasibility of driving them out, to long range reconnaissance with orders to avoid contact. The last thing we want is an additional enemy knowledgeable about our location. While I am fine with a small force moving out to this new frontier, we cannot afford to send a sizable enough force to engage potential hostiles or reinforce the tunnels for defense. Our primary objective should be facing the enemy at our very doorstep rather than going out to bloody the lip of a new thug that didn't even know we were here.
>>28889060Okay man, I don't really know how you guys are organized, but I think we could get some trade going. Gonna get that coffee roasted, wait a minute...Yeah, back. Some assistant is taking care of it.You're right, our hunters and our lumberjacks talk about some weird shit going on in the valleys. So far we stay on the outskirts because of the fog, but hey... So you're saying that not everyone at your place is okay with the cultists ? Yeah we pretty much hate them too. We lost 3 men at the north-east watchtower 3 weeks ago. Organized raid, not a bunch of disorganised refugees. Well that's why there's all those security guys around here you see. I mean we didn't knew, maybe you wanted to kill us all. As I said back then, "mieux vaut prévenir que guérir".
>>28889507Point taken and noted for the operation. We defer to the council for this. We do need to secure the Other side though that is as we've stated for right now merely pondering as to how to do it. The Estimated time of the trip will be a little over two years gentlemen. These are some of my best outriders from before the Formation of the Rangers and they are well versed in living on the lamb as well as dealing with Raiders and cultists. They won't engage unless Absolutely needed.
As we grew closer to the walls of the barbarian settlement the drumming sound in my head calmed. We had found the enemy and were within range of him. The headache from anticipation switched to a rising bloodlust. I don’t know if it was the very staff manipulating me or the uneasiness of the Builders as they too realized we had finally caught up with our prey. Our forces, although sufficiently strong to destroy a small settlement or enclave of /b/tards, was nowhere near the strength to crack the walls of this city that the /b/arbarians had constructed. We knew the rogue elves were inside the walls. It was only a matter of time now to see if we could convince the leaders of this city to turn the traitors over to us. I had a few ideas of how to convince them, but I would have to play it by ear with how they reacted to our forces approaching their gates.
>>28889691((its the negotiator I can't write for much longer mind handling the builders?))
>>28889508Aye, we've heard about that, honestly our 'leaders' are a bunch of crackpots. They all sit in their little castle and pretend they control the world when its us common folk that feed them. You hear they gave a goddamned animal a rifle and expected it to actually shoot something? Anyways,we're not all raiders and I make the sincerest apologies for anything my...people have done. You guys play battletech out of curiosity? I've got a stash of minis from like three years ago when I first came here and no one in my fucking village plays.
>>28887507Elves are composed of everyone that pops into the new world inside the Nightmare Forest. There are quite a few with each new wave, but most die. The forest is not a nice place.Butterroot Keep is a 3rd wave settlement - sort of. Cannibal Keep is a second or first wave raider settlement that third wavers liberated and renamed Butterroot Keep. It's also something of a refuge for reformed cultists and raiders and wanderers in general. Yet it's a very nice place, sort of calm small town idyllic. That's mostly because the place has been well run and organized, but also because almost everyone there has been through and seen some serious shit and demands that it stay calm. Butterrooters are deceptively peaceful. The same person cooking you nice food today and singing songs around the campfire was probably wearing someone's skinned face as a mask only two years ago. Or else they're missing a limb or an eye from the time of Cannibal Keep. And keep in mind that the leadership of the Keep has KEPT them all calm and peaceful.I forget the founding date of some of the cities, but The Tower was 3rd or 4th wave, iirc. Most of the others have been mentioned already.
>>28889820Nah man, I was myself caught short of most of my stuff when I was taken. My WHFB minis are probably still at home, waiting on my painting table.Fuck our lives were good back then heh ?
>>28889921Ah truly sorrowful, if you'd like when I send my caravans into the low lands I'll see if I can't track down some. Word on the hill is there's a guy out in Kog that is making wooden and metal casts of minis. Though ya know not quite the same thing obviously but still might be worth looking into.
>>28889735(salright, really waiting on Bastard for a response, but I'm biting at the bit wanting to get Expat back to doing stuff. I want to just write in a lightning raid where Builders pull a secret maneuver, enter the city, we kill the elves, and get out and back home in time for supper. But it's Bastard's city so I'll let him respond first)
>>28889990You know what ? I spend 2 years in Kog, I could have gotten some and I've never taken the time trying to play again. But heh, I've always found that funny. You know, you are on a new savage world and the first thing you think about is casting minis. To each his own I guess, I was busy getting booze by all means and trying to find some pussy. Needless to say I got only 50% of my wishes.
It's not fair. It's just like the old world. The moralfags keep trying to tell us what to do. We're enlightened! We've given up their superstitions and mistakes. No old world religions, no cults, nobody holding down strong men like me. Just a good hard world that rewards the strong and enlightened man.The slaves let us down. It was their fault for being weak. They rebelled during the siege, they rebelled during the /y/king raid. Those idiots don't know how much worse things are with them, or out in the jungle. I still remember the first arrival. Before I carved out the empire, when the old world moralfags were still in charge. Working from sunup to sun down, never sure if you were going to get eaten by a dragon or bitten by a parasnake. That's not our job. That's not our place! Once we got slaves /tg/ never had to go back to backbreaking labor or the fear of death again. But it's far worse to try and survive alone in the jungles. Well we can't have it anymore. We're rebuilding the walls, cracking down on any sign of dissent. John tells me it's stupid to be harder on them, but they've got to learn. They've got to be broken completely. We won't let the moralfags destroy our way of life. I won't go back to working the fields under some stupid bitch like -Ha. Almost said her old name. I don't want little Fluttershy remembering the old days. She's better now. Quiet and cute and docile. It only took cutting out her tongue and cutting the ligaments in her hands and legs to manage it. But she's got it better now. She's pampered and preened and kept away from anything that could pollute her again. She's my precious waifu.Well, the word is going out. We've got to do it better. Got to do it harder and faster. Work a few slaves to death as an example to the others. That's the Fedoran way. The wall goes back up and the fleet gets rebuilt. And if anyone shows signs of rebelling they're drawn and quartered. Just like the good old days.
We encountered heavy resistance in the Slave Quarters. Apparently, we ran into not only the slave guards, but a running patrol of Angry Marines too. As our luck would have it, they seemed to be searching the Citadel for any /y/kings that might have made their way inside.We lost Lady Superior Katherine, as well as most of Jandice Cell. The Catachans got lucky only lost two of their own. Sub-commander Gerald along with whats left of his cell will stay behind and free those they can before we make an exit. We can smell the damn place before we can see it. The smell of blood, feces, unwashed bodies…and other things best left undescribed. Its barely noticeable at first, but the closer we get the more overpowering it is. When we finally reached the Harem Quarters…not a few of the guys ended up adding to the smell.I couldn’t blame them I thought the Slave Quarters had been bad…this place is…monstrous. A glimpse of a Hell made on Lenore…a peep into the mind of a sick individual. I’d much rather not go into what we saw there, for it would make lesser minds shatter, I feel. And the Women…they’re emaciated and scarred frames, some lashed to metal frames, other locked to the floors in irons. When we freed them from their racks and chains, they did not react to us, their dull eyes looking through us. And when we reached the last cell…I nearly wept. For it was a face I recognized, that anyone who called themselves a True Catan would know. For she had ripped this City from the Swamp, and had led us to it in hopes of making a place we could call home.We carried her, almost reverently, to the Sister. In any other situation I would have demanded we escort her out of the Citadel, but out job is only half finished her. I trust the Sisters to get them out of the city. There Creed brokers no failure.Now we finish the mission, and put the Catachans love for explosives to use.This place will be purged, it will all burn.
>>28884442Journal Log 58Ah, River City. This place still holds a certain impression for us older wavers. Doesn't help that I was here for it the so called River City Ransom. Certainly had a hand in it. But look at it now, it's gone from a flooded mud filled ruin of starving misery and boredom to a proper citystate with industry and entertainment. I hope that asshole enjoys mining for the rest of his life. So my team and I are booked up in the Rangers area. We'll be here for two or three days before getting underway. Kind of a last goodbye to our civilization for awhile. From here, we're moving to Cypress Grove. While Cypress Grove is part of the Confed, it's certainly different, or so I hear. Swamp Amazons. I suppose they have their reasons. Fedoran reasons. I believe they can hook me up with a guide to the hostile lands. We will one day wash away this Fedora cult, just like all the other cults that have plagued us in the past. Then the ass pirates. Once our coast and southern borders are clear, then we can turn our eye back to the North. Anyways, enough war talk. Time for entertainment. I'm to join a high stakes Monopoly game and supposedly there's going to be an elf there. They're usually a bit eccentric upstairs due to all that fungal brain damage but supposedly long term contact with other people have awoken bits of their old selves back up. Be interesting to see what it has to say.
>>28836697to avoid derailing a thread with actual effort put into its posts please do not reply to me: why are people shitting on threads that the community is putting effort into? if anything there should be more rp threads and less 40k shitposting. I don't care for the lewd ERP junk that gets posted and I'm all for wargaming but can't there just be a 40k general instead of half the threads on the board being devoted to, as you say, "which chapter is better", list flaming, wip/paint, codex begging/blasting/bitching, hurrusy, etc. One 40k general, one WHFB general, one mtg general and the board might have room to nurture a broader range of interests within the realms of traditional gaming.
>>28889691There has been a delay on the elves departure. You see shortly after their arrival, I received news of highwaymen on the road and theyve been ambushing caravans and killing everyone they see, including trained warriors of Bubonicus.Naturally I can't send these guests out without the guarantee they would survive. What if these criminals got their hands on the elven weapons?! Or worse!? What if S'ndra found out?!An naturally the only definite safe path to the Cathedral passes throuh Malborks land, which guaratees he will try and take credit for these 'elves' delivery to Lady S'ndra. So now, while Overlords Halitos and Acne scour the lands for these criminals, I must take it upon myself to entertain the elves as best I can. And of course, learn how their wondeful gifts work.But even that plan was dashed when more foreigners approached our wall, not an army but another band of weird looking glowing people, riders of some sort and...things, what the hell? I almost alerted the 'elves' to question them. But then I simply thought on what their leader had said, they had brought their gifts so that we might turn them against their mutual enemies and for assylum. From what I had wondered, but now I think I can see.Hmm, time to see what they want. Men! Keep your crossbones trained on the group out there, but dont open fire until my signal! Remember, until they piss us off somehow, they are guests' and manners don't cost anything. You signal them that three of their group may approach and you lot make sure our other guests stell well away from windows or the ramparts on this side of the fort. Right. Lets go meet some more of these crazies from the /tg/.(this can go however you want it Expat, youve got a bigger tie to the elves then anyone in /b/ does, except we will probablly hold on to the Wiverns and firearms, the artifact is probablly one of your targets next to the elves thouhg, right?)
>>28892547Damn it damn it DAMN IT!Those FUCKING 6th Column bastards! They stole my brides! My beautiful girls are gone! I've spent so long protecting them, reshaping them, making them into good and proper girls, and now they're out in the world where anything could happen to them!I'm so worried about them! I don't care who I have to call, how many slaves I have to spend! Owing a debt to the /d/m, pulling John off guard duty - even calling Ms Fortune, that haughty bitch! I don't care. I just want my girls back. The attack on the Confederacy was a mistake. We should have been focusing on burning that swamp to the ground! Fuck the Catachan and the 6th Column! John has been helping me learn martial arts and putting muscle on my stick figure frame. When I catch the bastards who did this I'm going to use everything I've ever learned on them! Then I'll give the remains to the /d/m to play with!They're going to learn to fear the Fedora! Every slave and soldier that isn't working on fixing the wall is going to go out into the swamps until every last goddamn Catachan, swamper, 6th Column asshole and traitor is dead and my brides are returned to me! What am I going to do? I'm a king, I can't sully myself with lesser girls. Maybe the /d/m can catch me a /y/king queen...
Everyone forgets that we have been phasing out the medieval crossbows for awhile now. All bugger forces are mostly equipped with newer recurve crossbows. My only complaint is the time they spend figuring out these strange alloys that can never dull or easily shrug off attacks. Rather a bigger problem is getting us spread out mostly this involves claiming the odd ruins and tower. Mines are everywhere problem is this area being so rich in shale means plenty of natural gas. Very hazardous, certainly explains the density of dragon's teeth aka dwarves. We personally love using them for mining and even construction. They are amazing at it all, the ores we acquire we ship out to possibly nearby smelters for domestic use, but we get so much we just ship it back to Forge area at Fortress Keeper who can process it all. Mines are scattered all over and buggers don't do to well in large numbers unless their united by a particularly good leader. The ones I know capable of this is the infamous Chief Commander Mora she alone keeps buggers united ever since Buggy's disappearance, followed by Commander Madok of Asylum and Commander Love of Yard. Otherwise we have plenty of small settlements dotted all over. Mostly around ruins or key areas. Our mines are plenty and tend to be located near good travel ways. They tend to be largely manned by Dwarves with bugger assistance. This mostly involves waterways(which allows easy access to Fort Keeper for processing) or around old builder highways. We can't use those too close to the Fog and tend to be covered in fog which by all reports are the least of your worries.Otherwise we use Dwarves for construction of which they are incredibly industries and inventive. You should of seen what happened after they realized their classic Builder designs were no long sufficient due to humans. They adjusted and created a new style while attempting to update older Ruins. Initially some panic until Builder Cult stated they had cataloged it all.
>>28895507Normally I wouldn't trust the claim but considering we are talking obsessive cultists there is no doubt in my mind they missed even the smallest most seemingly insignificant thing. Plus we have not claimed ALL the ruins yet at least I don't think so. Plenty more to find at least further up where air is tight or on the edge of fog. Makes me think builders had some tolerance to it but not enough to risk it all out due to absence of ruins being deeper in only on the edge can you find some. Rather they took the path of ease for them anyway. We are not so lucky as to have even some tolerance. Unless you believe teh hog wash about figures among the mists. Personally the thought of our own version of elves is terrifying if these stories keep up no doubt our research divisions will investigate. God help us all when they think why shouldn't they create a fog pump to allow easier access for reasons.Still though there have been individuals who disappeared into the Fog without protection yet somehow found themselves a great distance away seemingly unharmed and not knowing exactly how much time has passed if can be quite little or great. We don't talk about this due to rarity and the fact it only happens once. The second time you don't come back or if you are using protection even with your first time.Still those dwarves are weird around the Fortress Keeper people don't mess with them and I heard ever since they tapped into the massive amount of booze they started going into overdrive and working 24/7 as their initial limits don't count anymore. Who knows where that will lead and the outside dwarves who we do use. This means trying to figure out what their about them not understanding too well makes it tricky. So we just try to make sure they are doing something useful and not harmful. Granted we learned this largely meant humoring them and sorta guiding with some oversight. You don't have to do much once they get started on something useful its just until then.
>>28895507why are souless automatons who need constant supervision to get any work done 'inventive' ?
We clashed on the field with some those hedge-born jack-a-nape samurai again. 30 Men-at-Arms and Myself, supported by the militia of Umber Burgh, nearly a hundred good men and women, faced off against one of their thug-lords and his band of sychophants, seventy or so, clad in some form of wood and leather armor and those ridiculous blades of theirs. While the militia protected our flanks and fired bolts and arrows haphazardly at the enemy the true warriors of Cigil met them head on. Now we may have been outnumbered, our weapons refurbished from replicas or blunt weapons we owned back on Earth and our armor simply the reinforced armor we wore to LARPs or Ren Faires but we were still more skilled, better armed and more protected than any of these 'samurai' scoundrels. Myself I carried my trusty warhammer, properlly weighted and freed from its protective sleeve, and I knew how to use it, I had been fighting in reinactments since I had been 12 and worked my way up from being my fathers squire to a full knight of Suffolk. It had been these skills that had let me take command of the people of Umber and bring it under the crown of the High Lord of Cigil. My Men-at-arms were all handpicked men, strong in arm and stout of heart, and each of them an experienced medieval reenactor like myself. Against the flailing of these clay-brained footlickers we must of looked like true knights of old, smashing through this gang of brutish peasants.This is why me and my men were named the House of Umber, we were the only ones who could stop the /a/mpire.
>>28898167The samurai continue to push the borders of their idiotic pop-culture born /a/mpire and the further it pushes the more it infringes on the borders of Cigil. Now Cigil, the god blessed country that it is, is still little more than a collection of Manor forts, burghs and farmlands, most of its people are working class, running the myriad of jobs that are needed to maintain a country. Some are aristocrats or middle-class, really just a collection of entertainers, skilled craftsman and merchants, who make the life in Cigil more bearable than the simple drudgery and brutal survival it would be otherwise.But it is the Knights and their man-at-arms that stand at the top, the protectors of the realm and the executors and judicators of the law of the land. In comparison the /a/mpire is huge and constantly growing. It is only the good fortune that they hampered by their own nature that has allowed us to drive them. off. The majority are young, unskilled and obssessed with preserving scraps of paper from the old world Whats more the /a/mpire has fielded fewer warriors than they really could, even fewer in proper armor and with quality weapons, restricted by their own 'samurai' code. It helps that most of them are also frightened of us, not that they will ever admit it to anyone, and would rather pick fights with other weaker boards.In Cigil our culture although strange is its own and grows as the nation does rather than slowly be consumed. The first thing that is aparant is the dominance of the LARP and Ren Faire scene, again not because of numbers, but because we were the ones who showed up with armor and weapons and some ability to use them. The other scenes, such as the different forms of cosplayers are more prominant in the civilian social spheres and the villages around the manor forts. Its trivial really what they get up to, what is needed are people willing to learn how to swing a sword and shoot a longbow not another gothic-lolita dance troupe.
>>28898167>>28898370Damnit, the LARPers made it here as well
>>28899861dude, everyone did can't be helped. Just think somewhere out there is /mlp/ they must be destroyed.
>>28898370So alongside our rip off japanime samurai we have hammer wielding Knights in the south now? Meanwhile .tg. is a Greeco-style city state with Strong medieval tones and guilds. In the far north we have a Not-quite Roman empire alongside hordes of Feudal .b.arbarians I fucking want this as a tabletop setting goddamn.
>>28900769I wonder how that would work? What sort of fighting style they would each exemplify?/tg/ is a little like the High Elves really, with the variation of style and theme city state, from the Rangers of Kog, the Guardsmen of Cadia and the Boyz of Butterroot. Hell the Fedorans even work as their Dark Elf counterparts/cgl/ would be pretty much Bretonian, just without horses /a/ probablly is very similiar but with cheaper but weaker core units/b/ used to all be like the Chaos warbands but Bubonicus is now a professional army, id almost saya little bit like Lizardmen with their mix units/v/ and /vg/ are skaven, all the way down to their name as /v/erminAnd sorry in advance for making the comparison entirely based on WH fantasy, but hey, at least im not defining it by 40k
>>28903291not so much, id compare /v/ and /vg/ more to Orks and Goblins, they are numerous but not as much as /b/, and have been compared to mongols in the past/b/ would actually be closer to Skaven, in the beginning they where all their tactics were mass charges and drown you in numbers, then later they broke up and each part of /b/ took on a different identity and focus. All fight against each other and most still base around mass units supported by their specialties. New Sun Empire(chariots, skirmishers), Great City (shocktroops, urban fighters), Western Tribes (pseudo-war elephants) and the mass of mini-kingdoms.Bubonicus does break the mold a little and aims at mixed unit combat, a little more like the Lizardmen
>>28894663It was difficult to bridle the rage that had been steadily building within myself and the Builder forces. We were here. The traitor elves were on the other side of the wall. Our prey was within our sight, but still far from reach. The walls of this /b/arbarian city were littered with crossbowmen ready to blot out the sun and turn us into porcupines. I bit the inside of my lip and recognized the copper taste of blood. I would have to control my emotions enough to speak for our collective forces as the leader of this city came out to speak.He motioned and spoke that only three of us could approach. The leader of the Keep forces, Negotiator, and myself stepped forth. I also requested that the translator elf stay a distance behind us, but still within earshot. I would need him to speak to the Builder for me, although I was starting to understand the Builders spoken tongue more and more it was not something I could replicate. As we approached the walls I greeted their leader and explained the need for the translator trailing behind our group. The large alien creature could not speak in our language and we required the elf to translate. Hopefully he would understand the need of a translator and allow it.
>>28904268I took the time to explain that we had been tracking a group of traitors who murdered children and elders in their sleep. They had fleed retribution and the large glowing alien, a Builder, or original species of this planet, had sought out my aid in tracking them down. I had taken over the role of something similar to a priest for their kind, and apart from the blood of the traitors, all I wanted to retrieve was the Priest’s Spear that they had taken from one of my order. I spoke nothing of where we were originally from, hoping that my altered skin tone, the nature of the elves, and the Builders themselves would imply we all lived in a similar environment separate from the lands of /tg/ that /b/ had been warring with. I hoped that the other things the elves had fleed with, along with the wyvern’s they had been flying upon would be enough payment for this leader to turn the criminals over to us. I found myself hoping that the Negotiator would be fine with this deal. We could not afford to assault these walls to reach the Traitors any other way.
OP put quest in the subject field next time, christ.
>>28904286Oh I AM tickled now, the elves aren't the weirdist thing on this planet, there are actual aliens from wherever they come from as well! They look ridiculous really, not at all the inditimidating war beasts we had pictured based on the murals in the cathedral and the city but more like spindly bird like things with these stupid little vestigal arms attached to their main arms .Heh, Im pretty sure any one of my men could break this thing. Ah, but this is a peaceful meeting not a fight, so I met them at the gates of the fort, under the watch of my crossbowmen and the heavy ballista. Their main talker explained that he was a priest of some sort, that almost had me go for my blade, until I failed to notice any marking of tzeentch, slaanesh or khorne. On further inspection he mentioned some form of sky god and something about the artifacts being a symbol of their priesthood. Hmm, and they had come all this way for this artifact....oh and the crimes of course, but I knew it was really the artifact they wanted. That meant it was valuable. It also meant I couldn't just hand it over, but I wasn't about to be the one to start hostilities with a new faction out of greed, that was a sure way to being maggot pile. So I bought time with discussion, trying to eek out as much information about where they were from as I could while talking up the success and greatness of Bubonicus and Lady S'ndra. I also used the chance to size the three of them up a little more and against my first impression eac of them seemed to have seen violence before and each one was a fighter of some sort, in fact the priest and the alien almost seem to crave it. Wait...yes, thats it!
>>28904904its not really a quest, a quest thread is a game, usually involving dice rolling and group consesus decission makingthis is closer to collective writing or an rp, I actually think the 'lenore quest' tag is wrong, and should just be marked 'collective game' or 'writefag'
>>28905181I made them an offer, I couldn't simply hand over the elves to them, it wouldn't be right, what with them being my guests and currently protected by my hospitality. We couldnt rightfully dispose of them ourselves either and hand over the corpses for the same reaosn. But that did not mean this couldn't be resolved in a reasonable manner. For instance, if they could best a champion of my Fort, symbolizing a successful assault, this would win them the right to confront the elves themselves. Then they might face a champion of the elves in combat and if again they were victorious then we would secure the rest of the elves and hand them over to their tender mercy.Whatever the outcome I would be holding on to the wiverns, they were to useful to lose and the weapons would be stripped from the elves before they were handed over, but the artifact would be a shame to lose. I did not plan to lose on purpose of course, I already had a lad in mind, whod proved himself in the last battle but was expendable enough to not be a major loss should he die. I even had a good place, the centre of the main hall was still set up for last nights mud wrestling match, the mud would be dry by now but it was a large space and should function well enough. I gave them a wide smile as I awaited their answer. "Well friends? What shall it be? A chance to fight for the right to claim your justice or will you leave my lands without even trying?"
Bump.Ill respond in a few hours when im not typing on a shit phone. The thread was dangerously close to the bottom though.
>>28908153Bump if just for the fact I had to duck out and now am back loving all of this delicious writing.
>>28905507I sing the ascent, My wing behind me, I can hear them calling for prey and it has been provided. Though these Others, smelling of decay and treachery stand before as tempting meat I must restrain myself, and use my shame to win back what is ours. It speaks of champions singing of glories won and I chuckle, my mouth parts clicking together, this is our way of the past, they too know Long War. This shall be a proper settlement of matters unlike the burden I bear. I will not claim this though. My nest brother, my kin Walker of the Branching way shall. He is practiced in single combat it is only his youth, still a fledgling and unknown to the ways of the wardrum that prevent him from winning my position. I admire his ferocity and his passion though, for he sings the songs of the Old ways, of the Long War the loudest upon the field and I shall, when I return with him and all to the Tower show him the honor of Second Father, so that he might speak for us in songs and blades and show the guiding way to our nest.
Being a slave in the Fedoran Empire isn't easy. You're likely to die, get slaughtered for nothing, or get raped, beaten, and tossed into a gutter to bleed out.I don't have to worry about those things.I'm a bond-slave. Which is to say, I'm a slave that's trusted enough to supervise other slaves. I'm respected and in charge of them. I can make their lives a living hell if I want. I definitely want to. Even the average free citizen can't mess with us. We're protected, we live more comfortable lives than the average free man, and we get to have sex with any slave assigned to us we want to. It's a tough position to get; every man and woman wants to be one of us.Some bond slaves got here by playing bum boy to a fairy Fedoran, some earn money and bribe their way up. Some just kill whoever they have to to get up to the top. They don't usually last long.Me? I got it easiest of all. All I have to do is eat babies.See, the /d/m throws all the male babies out of the tower. I'm down here starving, and I find a dead baby. What am I gonna do? It's already dead - it's not like I'm killing it. I'll die if I leave it to rot. So I eat it. Well that made me healthier than the other slaves - a bit of meat alongside the gruel they feed us goes a long way. I started to push the other slaves around. That drew attention.When the /d/m caught me I thought he'd have me killed. But no. He said a man willing to do that to gain an edge on other people would probably be willing to do a lot more for an even bigger edge.So now that's my official job and title. I even get spices for the stews I make these days (no more raw meat for me!). I hide the evidence that never got washed down the river. In return, I'm in charge of a hundred slaves. He's supposed to use me as some sort of reaper in his cult thing, and that's cool. I'll wear a costume and play the part as long as he wants. Nothing is gonna make me give up what I've got. I'll do whatever it takes to keep it.
>>28910594The alien bird thing said....something, I have no idea, it lit up like a christmas tree and its translator spoke with its human companions. But the gist of it is that they accept the proposal. Naturally I have them swear and shake on it, which wasn't a problem. Now we can sort his all out and I can have fun watching.Wonderful!I have my men lower their crossbows and the gates swing open, allowing their party entrance in to the fort. Then under escort they are lead into the main hall and sat into their own section, ringed by guards, as the servants prepare the area proper. Pulling the drapes over the windows and lighting the torches around the room, I did love my theatrics. So much so, that I had the 'elves' brought in to the room shorty after to confront my new guests. They seemed ready to fight, almost as if they would go straight for the aliens throat or flee back outside. But I explained the situation and what it meant, even lying through my teeth about how this is the custom of our households, how we deal with quandries such as these. Its a good thing I've always had a silver tongue.They were seated opposite to the newcomers, also ringed by guards to prevent anything from breaking out between the two.First though, the Aliens needed to earn the right to even challenge my guests and I called Lancet forward. The boy was huge, well over six foot and stockily built, he was a walking mass of muscle, born from the constant training our men were forced to go through everyday, Lancet just took to it incredibly well. Now stepped out in to the middle of the dirt covered floor, ringed by tables, and carried two metal ringed wooden staves."Well honored guests? Who will be your champion to face ours?"
>>28911285The First father has plucked me from his wing and cast me forth. I stare at this Other...and the wardrum fills me. They offer staves, weapons of the priests to us. My blood boils beneath my skin and the flush of my crest, white as the mountain peaks rises. Insults upon insults it would seem are offered us, they who Build. I tell the First Father that I refuse such things, we are the People, We deal not in such trifling matters as wooden sticks. I brandish my saber towards him. the last forged by the First mother, its name retribution. Already I have felled other Nestlings that seeked to take me from my perch with it. And this other now shall taste the steel of my people forged in the Fires of our dignity.
>>28911470To explain, spears and Staffs are held in a sacred amount of respect by Builders, the fact that they are casually offering ones made of wood to them that are merely meant to 'negotiate' is seen as as if you are asking him to recite the Koran for the sake of doing as such. Builder martial tradition demands blood, and often at least first blood in combat. The use of sabers and other forms of sword are considered more appropriate as these are weapons used during Conflict where as the more multipurpose Staff is seen as a symbol of the towers, as well as priestly might which neither of them have been bestowed with.
>>28911470I offer this thing a dueling weapon and instead it shakes a blade in my face, this is ridiculous! How are we supposed to do this if these retards can't even understand how a duel works. Idiots. So instead I turn to their translator and spell it out for them."Fight with the staves like the duel demands, to avoid bloodshed amongst peaceful halls, and stop disrespecting the rules of this duel. To do this is to insult my Overlords hospitality. So fight by the rules laid out, leave out the doors where you came from or-" I slam one of the staves butt into the ground and numerous guards heft their crossbows again. "Or you continue this insult and we show you how we respond to such."All the while Overlord Malus is sitting in his chair with that smile of his as he drinks from his goblet.
>>28911739First blood, unconciousness or surrender is the determiner of this duelBubonicus avoids bladed duels for these sort of things because it wastes man power and causes wounds that are to serious to deal with casually with their level of medical technology, to them, the blade is a weapon of war and is used to kill, not settle disputes
>>28911739Insult upon Insult. They show ignoble strength but, the First father signals it is alright. I sheathe Retribution all the while wishing that I could slide it to where ever this muling beasts wardrum beat instead. It is an ugly weapon, ill balanced and the metal poorly forged. I shake my head in disgust and adjust my stance. Second Father of prior, the Priest before had shown me in passing the way to fight with such a cumbersome thing. I stare at this....other, Unlike the Low speakers or even those of the Verge it bears malice in its heart, a hard kind of animal that needs to be put into its place. The stave settles into my true hands, the false hands curled their pathetic claws, our people's mark of shame ready to lash out on the off chance it's needed. I hear them, The war wing crooning in the background, the Focus song, the Warbeat of the People. It settles the Wardrum within and I feel myself slipping back into the Tower once more, the wings of my ancestors beating over me and the Sacred Aspect high above ready to strike. I channel that now, mantling it's precision Second Father of the Sky, Master of the motion and leading spear into the Craven heart. The duel begins now. I bring the staff low as he circles me reaching for their legs, stocky but I know they need them, I watched my First Father Wrestling with Other Riding one. They are duration fighters and will want to tease this out, play with us.
>>28911824Honored Leader of Bubonicus. While I see your point in less than lethal combat, this may require a more bloody approach. To ask one of these Builders to use a staff of their Priests is like asking a medieval swordsman from Europe to use a Katana, or a marine to use a black powder musket loader against some terrorists wielding AK’s. To these Builders a blunt staff is that black powder musket. Sure, he may be able to fight with it, but he will be fighting at a disadvantage. If the Builders use bladed weapons, it may result in a death, however they are prepared for such things, the question is, are you willing to make the gamble? I have seen them fight and I can guarantee it will be memorable.
>>28912134"Ah, then my offer is not generous enough? Honored guest, are the rules and rites of my people immune to insult or somehow worth less than those of theirs? Have I not already given them a chance to earn their justice, must I now also scrape and bow at their feet in my own home and violate the art of an honor duel just for their sake? No. This is my land, my home and if they wish to earn their justice then they will follow our rules as we would follow theirs if the situation were reversed. They can save their blade for the fight with the elf."
>>28912468I merely bowed to the will of the Overlord and stepped back awaiting the duel. I had tried my best to give the Walker an edge, but from the way he settled into a stance with the staff I could see it was unnecessary. The Walker had been the strongest of the wing every night while they fought to relieve the pressure of the coming prey. I had watched him take down the other Builders time after time in unarmed combat. His skills were truly a joy to watch. I was looking forward to seeing him dance with his sword, however that would have to wait longer. I decided to watch how this game would play out along with my fellow rider. She had already found a good seat and propped her boots up on the railing. I slid in beside her and hooked my Lance under my arm. She pulled a small clay pot from beneath her feet and offered me some popcorn. I hate the stuff, but she had been using a small butane lighter to heat the pot and pop the corn while I had been discussing the duel. I could only laugh at the lightheartedness she was taking this duel with.
>>28912842The thing stood ready and confident, and I guess in comparison to the others it even looked heartier. Shouldnt be suprised, it was supposed to be their champion after all, but it was still just a faggy bird man with silly clacking jaws. So I set my shoulders and flashed my teeth in a mean smile as I began to circle, drinking in the jeers and calls of the other warriors in the crowd. Id fought many a training duel before, lost several until I caught on to why I was loosing. Other warriors were more skilled, some were smarter and some just were stubborn as hell, but he was always strongers and faster so he learned to crush them quickly before they could draw you into a prolonged fightt. So when I saw a twitch of movement I pounced, leaping straight at its form to bring it down, aiming my staffs blow at its midsection where our solar plexus would be.
>>28913171This is so bizarre, sitting in a fully constructed fort, built entirely by /b/astards from this messed up land and yet they conduct themselves like they are a real nation, with laws and everything. Even our smarmy, greasy and self-satisfied host behaved with a semblance of honor and hospitality. The confederacy would want to hear about this, of how much this place had progressed since the second battle of Cadia, it was to much of a threat that they woudlntEh, for now I sit down next to the Expat and his popcorn cooking friend, reaching out to swipe a couple for myself, flashing her a smile at the accusing look. I was looking forward to this, watching the builders fight was always a treat, they fought with such ferocity and yet a strange kind of skill it was almost mesmerizing at times. I'd watched them every night as they worked off stress with sparring matches, this one about to fight was usually the winner as well.None of them ever accept my offer for a spar though, never gave me a reason either, just eyed me strangely and backed away. Even now I still get weird looks from the aliens, I havent even gotten a straight answer out of the Expat as to why either.
>>28913171The Dance began, He went for the wardrum, had it been a spear a good blow, though we were still in Regalia. My chest plate redirected the blow letting it slide down against me and knocking my body off kilter for a second. Using the staff as a back brace I lashed out with a leg aiming for the softness of what looked to be a belly, my talons curled as to not land a blood blow yet. that would come soon enough. the other end of the staff went towards the arms smashing into them crosswise, it was an imperfect shot but I hoped it would knock the balance off.
>>28913415The stike hit the alien but barely seemed to wind it, as the next thing I knew I took a mule kick to the stomach, sending me stumbling backwards. I didnt get long as a reprieve as less than a second later I was struck across my side, my arms coming up to block, and fell to a knee, to stop from falling over completely. My staff now stabbed forwards like a spear to force it back and side swipes aiming to trip it as I struggled back to my feet.Just need to catch my breath, then I'll smash it into the ground.
Reconstruction is underway across the entire Confederacy. Destruction wrought by the Fedoran’ed assholes has caused not only physical damage to our cities and people, but mental damage to the population who now fears a new threat even in their own homes. Many are left bedridden like myself while they heal and I doubt the people will ever be the same. The wars at the gates of Cadia were something distant. We had seen men leave and not return and it hurt to lose them, but the assholes had brought the war to our very homes. They had struck like terrorists intent on striking fear into our innocent people. Young lovers now struggling as one is horribly maimed or crippled, people who had become family now finding a missing seat at the dinner table, the compassion of the Confederates was being put to the test and they were found to be overflowing.Across River City citizens were rebuilding homes. People who should be in bed resting were out helping move stone, clay, and wood into place for homes. Dock workers whose homes I knew had been struck were at The Docks helping their co-workers rebuild our warehouses and catalog what was destroyed and what we still had. Makeshift hospitals across the city overflowed with volunteer workers helping dress the bandages and move the wounded. Reports that I had received from Kog stated much of the same news. If the citizens of my city can pull themselves out of bed to help rebuild then I too must stand for them. It still hurts to move and any extreme movement on my part tears open burn wounds that are starting to scab. Yet I must still stand strong along with them.
>>28917438It hurt to move at anything more than a snail’s pace. I was restricted to walking with a cane. My entire back and left side was bound in bandages. Someone found, or made me a light weight cloak that I could just drape over my bandages without having to struggle with a constricting shirt. Like true /tg/ they put a hood on it that was large enough to come down over my eyes and “shroud me in darkness”. I think they want me to become an assassin and use this thing for all the wrong reasons. It was nice to not have the constricting nature of a shirt against the bandages on my back, although the cloak did put pressure on my shoulders that itched more than anything else. I can’t scratch the itch without reopening scabs.I’ve turned over a lot more tech to the science guild. They disassembled some of it and with the supplies and materials coming from a new city way up north they have been working on developing radio towers, or at least longer range for our communication network. We still can’t directly communicate with Kog, However, we’ve increased our range several kilometers away from the city. With the Rangers squads all using at least one old world cell phone they can now send reports back in real time. We had to build a second network to provide the bandwidth requirements of the whole city communicating as well as the Rangers in the field. I’ve lost nearly my entire supply of old world laptops and most of the phones, but what we’ve gained for it is worth the cost.The warehouses are being rebuilt with proper defenses this time around. City walls are being armed with arbalests. Gates and important structures reinforced. The Elves were bringing in extra shipments of Nightmare wood for free to help us rebuild the city and do it right this time. I almost wanted to capture one of the aspie neckbeards, put him in a cage hung up over the city, and force him to watch as we rebuilt stronger than ever.
A plant common throughout all of the wet areas of /tg/. Similiar to the Katterpod, with its low branching foilage that grows more laterally than it does vertically. Its fruit are however only slightly poisonous to humans, causing stomach cramps and diarrhea but far from lethal.Its leaves are safe to eat once cooked or dried and have a definite spicy flavour along with an invigorating effect similiar to cofee. This has made them a popular as a away of staving off hunger and keeping awake amongst caravans and rangers alike. This effect of the leaves actually encouraged some entrepreneurs to experiment with the plant, likely with the hopes that the invigorating effect was the result of something like the coca plant and that they could corner the production of /tg/s newest drug. Instead what they ended up with was a golden dry powder a lot more like a mix of tumeric and black cardomon than it was like any form of cocaine. Although their original plans didnt pan out as they expected, they now run an extensive sit of farms south of cadia and are the premier producers of Gold Spice in all of /tg/.
>>28921065one step closer to curry
Empire TeaA native plant to the northern peninsula of Otaku and Mew, the Empire Tea leaves had a different name until it was adopted as a staple non-alcoholic drink of the entire Empire.A leafy vine distinguishable by leaves rectangular in shape, their stem comes off one of the corners of the rectangle. This leaf, when ground up and combined with the acidic nature of the grass bulb fruit’s rind makes it safe for human consumption. Large fields of grass bulbs are cultivated year round by flooding low lying lands to allow the grass bulbs proper hydration for growth. The vine itself grows in a symbiotic relationship with some of the indigenous trees of the cooler northern peninsula. Originally discovered by new arrivals ignorant of which plants are safe on the new world, when they failed to die from poison, have psychedelic reaction, or infection the citizens of Otaku and Mew began to experiment with the leaves. The process of making the tea is very simple. By simply peeling the outer skin of the grass bulb rind and crushing it along with the leaves you end up with a mixture that can have hot water filtered through it and creates a “tea”. The tea has become one of the major exports of the northern peninsula and is shared with the entire Empire. Distant lands such as Alteria and Squat are too far to transport the leaves and grass bulb without them going stale. To deal with this the tea is brewed in Otaku, bottled in clay jars, sealed, and shipped to be reheated in the distant cities.
On the nature of apothecariesAncient medicine was once a fine art of plants, vines, and roots cultivated or collected to provide simple cures for our distant relatives. We perfected this art on Earth and were able to take specific compounds and enhance them to greater effects while in a lab. On this new world, with alien flora, we have to start from the ground up.Communication across the Empire is vital, not only for the massive trade industry or fueling the forges for the Legions in the field, but also for ideas and daily information. Citizens of the Empire tell other cities of the various plants and cures they may have found for different ailments. From before the 7th wave of new arrivals the Empire began to relocate citizens and rather than have people specialized into interest groups in each city, many different boards now populate each city. Having different ideas and viewpoints, as well as knowledge of the plants and animals native to other regions, our apothecaries have begun to learn more about the plants in our Empire than we ever could have learned as a separate group.Development of cures to calm a stomach, purge the body of poisons, headache or pain relief, and coagulants used in surgeries or to treat injuries have all been created. Likewise, poisons have been learned and are being perfected. The indigenous plants of this world may not be designed for our bodies, but the rejection of some of the compounds in these plants is strong enough that it can cause various states of sickness or death. Apothecary training is kept quiet among a select group across the entire Empire so as not to inform the average citizen of the proper way to brew a poison, lest we have to deal with the angry wife who poisoned her husband after finding out he was cheating on her. Granted, it’s easy enough to poison a person with basic flora knowledge that we all have acquired, but the poisons or cures the apothecaries are brewing are a lot more concentrated.
On the citizens of an EmpireAs mentioned before, the Empire began to spread the population around prior to the 7th wave. While there is still concentrated groups in each region based upon boards, the exchange of ideas and new ideas from different viewpoints is vital to the Empire’s survival. I will touch briefly on some of the distinct groups that have been moving among the cities of the Empire.Citizens of Mew, once the board of /mu/, are swiftly becoming the musicians of the Empire. Across every city in the Empire small groups of musicians entertain the masses. Either by providing a massive collection of music selection and proper equipment for listening, or actually playing instruments brought with them, the Mew’s are a welcomed sight in any city.Citizens from Mossingburg and the outlying cities of /k/ have spread throughout the Empire. Helping each city in the upkeep and repairs of their Earth weaponry as well as knowledge of organizing shipments of ammunition from the Alchemical Forge, Kommando’s do it all. Security, prepping, and survival training is handled by some of the brightest or most experienced citizens of Mossingburg. While many of the Kommando’s prefer to play by themselves in the woods, and a few prefer a cult to the Cube, most have proven themselves by understanding that they are needed to support countless other lives on this alien world.Citizens of GIF, while once a near slave group from the initial conquest of the horde that predated the Legion, the GIFonites are now master miners. The Empire has realized the error of their ways in stripping the land of its foliage and forcing them to work their new mines. However, this experience with the granite, sandstone, and copper mines has made them experts in mapping out proper mines and maximizing production. They have relocated across the entire Empire to help coordinate the various mines as well as direct the production, placement and usage of stone in our construction.
Born on some of the largest trees in the deepest parts of the jungle of /tg/ is the fire melon. Roughly around the size of a mans head these plants hang in bunches around the tops of trees resembling the Fountain tree of Africa, standing out from surrounding plants due to its darker puplish foilage. Their flowers are a mix of bright crimson and white and when fertilized grow in to the Fire Fruit.The Fruit itself, as stated, is about the size of a mans head and covered in a thick, almost bark like rind that is coloured red with seems of white and yellow tracing all along it, its patterns resemblance to fire being the source of its name.The flesh inside is a transluscent white with the consistancy of a cantaloupe and specled with small black round seeds. The flavour has been described as incredibly sweet and its juice like a watery syrup. No one has dedicated any effort in to regularly harvesting the fruits but they are liked as a dessert for celebrations or as a treat to those foraging in the jungle.
The last major group I wish to speak about is one of the most recent additions to the Empire. The citizens of Squat, from the board of /fit/ have spread throughout the Empire to help promote proper health and fitness among the population. They have gladly taken the role of personal trainer to many of us and their use of free or body weight exercises has become a bit of a hit among the population. They also serve as drill instructors for the Legion and help bring new legionnaires up to the fitness requirements of battle. While part of the treaty signed with them upon their joining of the Empire stipulated no citizen of Squat would be forced into military service, many have volunteered and now serve honorably among the first 3 legions. Word has also arrived of a recent treaty with the citizens of Papercraft. While we have not seen any of them spread throughout our cities, they are reportedly focused on paper production and have made a science out of it. The first shipments of paper from them are expected to arrive within the month, and supplies have already been sent from the new port of Alteria. Previous citizens of Alteria prior to our Legion’s arrival will never be accepted within the Empire. Kill on sight orders for their raiders and warbands still stand. In future waves we hope that the generally peaceful deviants will be more able to keep their fetishes controlled once we relocate them throughout the Empire, however the current deviants are beyond saving.
A plant that grows most commonly along the river banks in the form of thick blue stalks, a foot long on average, that grow upwards along the banks sprouting long thin orange leaves pointing directly upwards. Although tasting fairly bland the entire plant is edible and can be eaten cooked or raw, infact they are often cut in to pieces and boiled like one would the stalks of brocoli only with out the flowering heads. The leaveshowever, despite being edible, are incredibly bitter and most people prefer to simply strip them from the stalks rather than eat them.
The village is growing fast, despite the number of problems we face. First, the fog in the valleys means we rely on high mountain plants, and the wood supply will probably be a problem in the long run. But we have secured both honey and meat production, which is enough for now. But the resources we are most likely to run out soon is place, and probably peace.For now, the main settlement is located between two towers, probably build by the Builders given the architecture. The highest one is overlooking a high pass to the lowlands below and the smallest is more of a bastion, located on the only access point above the fog, and reinforced by our workers at the very beginning of our adventure. The place is really enchanting : a realm of peaks over a sea of deadly thick fog.The area secured by the bastion (we should still agree on a name for everything) is where we settled. There is the village, at the foot of the tower, the "pasture", patches of vegetations we feed our cattle with. The timber we can find is located on the lowest ground accessible, near the fog. It's kinda dangerous. But within the fog itself we can indirectly harvest. Our apiary is full of so-called "fog bees", and the swarm of insects fly back and forth to the woods below to gather what they need to make wax. The fog is also full of predators, which are easily lured out for proper safe killing.As I said, timber is rare and stone isn't practical. We had to improvise for nearly everything. We couldn't use planks for roofs, so after a few trial and errors we now use a mix of dried plants and bee wax (the non-edible part of it, at least) over a structure made of bones. In fact, wax and bones are our main construction materials, as they are readily available and got kinda good mechanical properties. We also use a lot of stone, and mining operations have already started too with the help of Butterroot Keep envoys and refugee workforce.Refugees are something to deal with. They come from everywhere.
>>28921791Most of them are refugees from the wars around Cadia or in the /v/ lands (maybe we are actually far up north, way more than we expected). Some are citizens of the confederacy, others are /b/tards, but there is one common point : they are all broken. Mentally and physically scarred. They are the most pathetic. They are literally drones from all the suffering they have endured and most of them don't seem to recover. Some of them, mostly exiles from /b/, actually seem to appreciate a civilized place to call home. It's kinda earth-warming.Citizens from the confederacy are also immigrating more and more after the first trade caravans reached Kog. I guess the Fedoran wars back home are encouraging people to take their chances on new lands.We also have some deserters buggers fleeing oppression. So far they aren't really numerous, and I've told Jakub have an eye of them in case they do something funny. Also, more surprising, we seem to have buggers smugglers willing to trade too. The Bastion has become quite a marketplace lately, much to my pleasure, even if I've had to divert some workforce on the militia to keep an eye on that.Also, about the council : the colonist assembly has voted again to keep me as Syndic, as my work in the Brewery isn't really time-consuming.On a side note, Jakub has told me that the exploration of the caves of the tower has started. Once we know it's safe down there, maybe we'll be able to move some of our assets.
>>28921458Wonder if we can't turn these into booze.
>>28922835Everything sugary can be turned into booze.
>>28922853Fire wine here we come.
This is a rapedactyl.
>>28922904awesome drawing!looks like if it achieved sentience it would ask me if i even lifted. Bro.
>>28922970Well don't they kinda go around lifting people off the ground and dropping them from very unpleasent heights?
>>28922985hahaha yeah, the thought of it made me laugh> picks you up> screams out "Do you even lift bro?" > flies you high up> whispers "fixed that for you"> drops youOh lord
>>28922867Don't just make BOOZE, that aint food!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VB32073N4vY
>>28923078well fuck this then, I'm out.
>>28923078which is why everyone who lives in rapedactyl country wears parachutes everywhere
We've begun operation Tesla Coil today, I and eighteen rangers from Cadia River City and Kog have begun to move north along the Rivers towards Butter root keep and Finally Resevoir town. There we will meet up with a contingent of Boyz as well as a guide from the other side of the tunnel. Its not all traveling though as we've got alongside of all our gear and rations for the journey a couple of 'classified items' including a broken dwarf that we found crushed in one of the tunnels ages ago and a wooden box...That we don't touch. There's a nervous looking set of Cadian guards by it all times. So too spook for me thanks. We'll drop them off at the Butter Lords Xcom project and set out on foot from there, alongside us we've been given a dwarf known as....Edison. Who the fuck thought that was a good idea? He'll be lugging most of our belongings in a modified salt cart with a set of camo drapes to make it look like a particular retarded looking bush from a distance.
>>28925676our personal equipment varies a bit. Each of us is pulling on his specialties for this and I'm falling back to the Bow and arrow. Though this recurve is a beauty, carved from the bough of a Yellow Goblet tree and my arrows are each made of night mare wood. The tips refinished from Builder steel and the fletching from a local Bird that just does wonders. My sword was traded in, I'll miss my big two hander but I'm back to a small hacking and slashing one sided blade. Though they've given me a buckler, night mare wood again to go with it. Most of my men are equipped the same way, though one guy, River City second waver has a fucking remade Estoc like weapon. The tip is serrated, he calls it his 'yolwer killer' and from the amount of teeth he's got hanging from his neck I'm not one to argue with him. His name is Nikolai we are either blessed or fucking cursed I can't tell yet. Either way mostly its waiting, we're readying for the trip mentally I think. None of us are from after the third wave I've noticed and personally I think that's for the best we'll be on the other side for around two years hopefully, that's a long time in the wild weather there's settlements out there or not. I'm not a scout, I'm a ranger and for me this will be different I think, to me this isn't just the mission its finding dangers for the Confederacy before they get close to us. For other's its a way to get away from the hub bub and for others still it's just another day.
>>28925676A group of Ranger scouts came through today. They're clearly old guard, original Outriders. You can see it in the unease they have in the city. Even a pleasant little burg like the Keep. Recognizing who and what they were, I made sure they got the finest food I could provide them and the offer of good new leather gear and silk bulletproof vests. We've been trying to stockpile, but if anyone deserves it, these people do.Honestly we've needed a special forces detachment for some time now and I am heavily displeased with Kog shoving these people to the far corners of the Confederacy. They're the perfect people to start something like that. To be honest, as much trouble as people like this can cause, I'd offer them a life here if I thought they would take it. But the early years of Lenore have a way of breaking people in certain ways. These people will probably never settle down properly. To be honest, I can perfectly understand. If I hadn't been forced to be a leader - if I hadn't found the keep and become responsible for so many people - and if I hadn't ended up meeting my wife, I may well have ended up like them. It isn't a grim fate, though. It's almost guaranteed to be a short life full of harsh living, but also adventure and exploration. They remind me of the heroes of the pulp serials from the 1920's and books from the late 1800's. Hard people out to brave the harshest extremes and explore the farthest reaches of the world. A few years ago, they closest they ever got to that ideal was probably playing Savage Lands. Give them another ten years to winnow them down to just the hardest and we'll probably end up hearing some extraordinary celebration and tragedy like Shackleton's Legendary Antarctic Expedition.I think they're a prime example of one thing above all else; that no matter what sort of comfortable life you came from, people like this are always going to live among us waiting to be reborn ready for a life of adventure.
>>28926037The Butter Rooters were kind to us. It was a good going away party I won't lie, lots of festivities for us and a few of us may or may not have slunk off later in the night with a few orange clad men and women. I spent most of it in the chapel praying, not to any god in particular just one that would listen. I must have made a sight kneeling in the moonlight sword pointed into the floor and cloak around me, all mumbling to some dude or alien in the sky for mercy to us wayward souls. Whatever done and over with, I also nicked a bottle of amasec for the road. That morning we talked with the mayor while the Cadian's with the box moved that shit into the 'XCOM' section of town along with the broken dorf. From here we're setting out on foot, the small group of boyz we've got with us showing the way around for at least the time being. They're good fellas though I'm making them change into Ranger mauve before we leave. I ain't being a red sandwich with orange cream in the middle of my formation damn it.
I've been taking in the sights of Kog over the last month, hanging out in the local taverns with Da Boyz and the Outriders or with the locals. Participating in some of their wargames and watching some of the performances that their entertainers put on. I even spent a weekend entirely enjoying a celebration with the 'Mythos' which was, ah, liberating to say the least. But mostly I spent the time riding around the city and its outskirts on Franky and seeing what the people of /tg/ had really accomplished here on this alien world. It served as a nice reminder as to what we fought for, what all those lost lives had protected from the Fedorans assault.I did stop by the Apiary to do the same there but really my aim was to look up Jill. She was a big shot councilor now and spent alot of her time in the meetings discussing the fate of the Confederacy with other people of import. But I wasn't in any particular rush so I simply sat outside sipping on the mead that was produced there. I probably could of just walked in and made a nuisance of myself, actually from what I hear its a bit of a joke how easy it is for people to get in to the council rooms to bring up any point they wished to, but as I said I wasn't in a rush. So I just waited to catch her when the council broke up, I wonder what she thought when she saw the grinning torn up cyclops show up toting a bottle of Amasec and two glasses from Salt Town or what she thought of the whole thing really, but for me it was nice just to get away for a little longer.It'll be back to Kog soon, to pick up my men, then back to the Keep to fully recover, refit and rearm. After that it would only be a matter of time before we marched to war. So for now I just wanted to relax and enjoy my time off with a friend.
>>28926037They also brought gifts. One that I'd been looking for for a while, and one that was exceptionally dangerous.A broken dwarf and a 'dead' builder battle robot in a heavily guarded box. Apparently they like pulling the classic horror movie trick of coming back to life the second you think they're dead. Just from taking a quick peek at it, I could tell that a horror movie monster comparison was incredibly apt. The design is all different, very deadly, and the mote stone is red. Battle design, or a totally different designer? Worse, they woke up in the dark after who knows how long there. They may well not have cared about sunlight at all.Either way, though X-Com is normally based in the keep, this made it increasingly clear we couldn't keep it there forever. We had to eventually make our own facility, and we needed to base it underground. A good amount of builder tech is dangerous and runs on solar power. The keep gets a lot of foot traffic either way; it's also the city hall. In the end we've appropriated a small side-room underground leading to the keep via tunnel. It allows us the secrecy we need, but it's still not isolated enough. If there's a mined out mineshaft in the copper mine, that would be a good place to relocate the X-com initiative. We need a place that can be sealed up if everything goes to hell or if there's some sort of disaster.For now, I'm having the wooden coffin covered by a stone one, constructed by the gnomes. I'm also surrounding it with gunpowder. I understand we may be able to manufacture nitro glycerin, and from there dynamite soon. If so, that is good. The inconvenience of accidentally collapsing this tunnel is small compared to the inconvenience of everyone getting killed.I've already seen a few people with grass 'hats' trying to look like they've got the Guile hair. Who knows, maybe I'll end up selling laser cannons on the black market before I die of old age. How fitting the name turned out.
>>28926156We left three days later outfitted with At least the Bullet proof vests, we had our own leathers thankfully. All a proper read, though we took the Orangeman's sets for spares and for repairs if it was needed. Kog has been working leather armor for a long time and it's not as nice as the metal stuff but it works well enough. Resevoir town is the next stop and then its hopping a boat across the nightmare forest. I'm itching to get on with it but we've gotta get there first and get our guide. also in other news, one of the River citians apparently has glowing knickers, the silk down there retains the glowing property for some reason. He also presented a set of them to the Mayor as a gift from one of their foremost 'silk masters' apparently he was from here. They had a watermelon stitched on the ass.
>>28926398More glowing underwear. The glowing leather and silk codpiece just wasn't enough, was it? I'm never sure whether to be flattered or appalled.Before they left I did make them one final offer. If they were out there for a good length of time they might run into a place like the nightmare forest. So I offered them each one of our very rare and precious gasmasks. They're hard to see through because the plastic eyepieces are low quality. The next generation will use glass. If nothing else they've got that stylish WWI style chic to them.So with the Etherials battle-robot contained and the dwarf moved into a location for study, we've begun looking inside it.Here's a question that sounds like a joke but isn't very funny, especially when you think about it. How is a Dwarf like an onion? Answer: They have layers.The skin of a dwarf seems to be a steel alloy mixed with the ceramic-solar materials. No carbon nanotube layers. The dwarves are MUCH less durable than gnomes. You could crack the skin of it and break it if you were a determined bronze age primitive.Much of it seems to follow a similar theme. The inside looks like an internal combustion engine. If you were a particularly clever bronze age primitive, you could use this as a diagram to figure out how basic mechanical processes work. There are many obvious connections between parts. The innards are in pristine condition in spite of the use this thing must have seen in the old world, so I suspect it's self-repairing.Closer inspection reveals that the entire thing is like a how-to guide on mechanics. If there's a mechanical concept a modern person would be familiar with, this has an example of it somewhere. If you were a particularly clever bronze age primitive, you could use this to figure out how to make just about everything from a steam engine to a car to a crane. It'd take a lot of imagination, but you could do it.Of course, that's just the suspiciously easy to figure out first layer. cotd.
>>28926785Mixed in with this, they've got advanced electronics - primitive, but undeniably modern. 1950's era tech. Not a vacuum tube per se, the design is different. But the function is identical. If you'd figured out the mechanical processes and you were a very clever industrial era primitive, you could figure out the basics of electronics from this.From there, it's an immediate leap to gnome tech. In between the obvious mechanical and electronic properties are small versions of the organs we're familiar with, the silver blood, and a few things unique to the dwarf.The stomach, at first, looks like it fuels a simple internal combustion engine. Pour in alcohol and it looks like that's how its powered. But we looked at it under a microscope. Very little of the alcohol could possibly be processed this way. In all actuality, it seems to break down the alcohol using nanites. The exact process is beyond us; we can only infer a lot of information based on observation of the chemical processes taking place. We also strongly respect it uses nanotech to repair itself.The conclusions from this are disturbing. Dwarves are essentially a technological how-to guide. They only tell us information we already know, but they're a potentially monumental resource for someone from the bronze age, designed to be possible to break by someone from the bronze age.Gnomes are not. The more I look at it - the more I reason it out - the more I realize it might well be a guide as well. For us. It's designed so we can puzzle out what's a nanobattery and what's running on quantum computing. One day we should understand it. Below that, are there smaller layers beyond our level of science to see and understand? Some might see this as a gift, but I see it as manipulation. We're not lab rats, but we seem to be getting treated that way. Abducted, given hidden how-to guides to see if we'll follow them. No doubt the spy satellite is taking notes. Fuck the Etherials.
>>28926398We made the Reservoir town in good time, I would call it pleasent but this close to heading out we had our blinders on. They like anyone with half a brain had the tunnels guarded. I like this as it means should we bite it or get tortured enough to tell where we came from, they're gonna have a hard time getting through. Our guide was one of the old caravan drivers, I think he's a little scared of us honestly but like us he's First wave. I think for some reason this is important, that we are all pulled from the oldest waves that there's no one past the fourth really with us, even the Boys are from the earliest days of the settlement. I don't understand why that matters but it does for now. We loaded up onto the boat and got to rowing, the lighting provided left you in an eerie half light, a world of shadows, and us on boats. It would take us a few days and from what I gathered there really isn't much to see. So, for now I'll sleep awhile yet.
We received a communique from Mr. Lucky, who really needs a proper title by now that hes not just a farmer anymore. The messages detailed the course of the battle and how the weapons and armour faired against the Fedoran menace.His most urgent suggestion was the need for something to counter firearms, modern and primitive, and shrapnel. That should be simple enough, we'd already issued a couple of silk gambesons to a few of Da Boyz who had been deployed and those had worked well enough, I'd make the suggestion to the Mayor that the production of them should be stepped up, though I suspect he thinks the same already. Their lamellar had been effective, although metal helmets, probablly kettlehelms of some sort, were needed.The Riders would be getting a more extensive refit, leather coats would be replaced by lighter silk gambesons in the same style. The triplex breastplates would become standard amongst all of them, alongside a new lobster tail helm and an offhand metal gauntlet, to function much like a buckler would.The weapons hard worked well enough but really we had been fighting on much the same level with the Fedorans and that it was time to move forward, beyond the pseudo medieval warfare. He'd heard news of production of something called a Kentucky Long Rifle and claimed he would pick up blew prints on them on his trip back, suggesting we use them along side bayonets in place of our infantrys spear, sword and shields. Maybe even using sword bayonets in place of the simpler spikes. The Outiders would also be needing a variant of some sort, either pistols or carbines, that they can use on horse, because while their bows had been effective enough they had failed to penetrate some of the heavier armoured fedorans protection. The gist of the message had been that it was time to modernize and improve on our existing tech, we would lose to many fighting the Fedorans on an equal footing like we had been. We'll see how the Mayor reacts to the suggestions.
>>28927007It took us a several days to relocated the stone coffin to Reservoir town, and from there into the mines, finding one old shaft that was mined out. We brought our own lighting system with us. As soon as we can make copper wire I intend to see to it that we run some power down here.We have a length of iron chain that we got from Kog a while back. Not much, not great quality, but it's the strongest thing we have. Maybe against my better judgement we also have a gnome with orders to protect us from the thing if it attacks. I have no idea what it thinks about all of this. It just kept trying to hide a bucket filled with water on top of a rock outcrop with a bit of fishing twine it stole from someone tied to its finger. I let it splash a scientist. It at least gave us all a laugh; we're pretty on edge right now. Reports of what these things did when they were first found were not pretty at all. I haven't told my wife anything about it. If I did, I'm pretty sure she'd stop me from being here for the initial examination.The stone coffin came off while we waited at range. The gnome would survive the explosions; we wouldn't. Then the wood coffin was cracked, and the chains applied to it. It didn't wake up. The gnome refused to remove the mote stone and seemed agitated once it saw the thing. We had to remove it from the room. So much for it being our brave protector. It resembled a builder like those we had met, minus the fungus but made of steel. It was obviously half-cobbled together out of many different parts. Some resembled those of dwarves. Most showed extensive battle damage. We removed the strange red mote stone immediately and breathed a sigh of relief. Cotd.
>>28927161Builder dreams were absent, though my own were enough to make me hate being down here. I dreamed of being back home, of cups of coffee and just working on a Term paper. Fuck this. I found my center on the other side. We pulled the boats loaded down into the harbor of the Far Side and began unloading them. The place was mercifully deserted, once unloaded we had the boatsmen that had come with us, begin the journey back. someone would bring a single small craft once a month on the full moon to get updates if we had any. Should we not be here they were to immediately turn around and head back. If we were they were to relay what we had to tell them. If it was anyone else they were told to push back as far as possible and shoot them unless they gave a sign we had all worked out prior to the mission. Both middle fingers firmly thrust into the air. The settlement around us now, its in shambles most of the buildings have seen better days and look to be some form of Sandstone, it's also at what appears to be the top of a gentle slope down out onto the plains, this is a new watershed it would seem.
>>28927442First things first. The creature was definitely made for combat, and it was a priority for us to remove any part that could kill us if it came back to life without the mote stone in it. It had replaced or augmented several fingers with blades apparently made from builder swords, augmented itself with spikes and armor made from Dwarf skin. Those were a bitch to get off with the tools we had. Fortunately, it seems to be primarily made from steel - not mixed with the ceramic alloy. They're easier to get through than the dwarves.Cracking it open proved to be the easy part. But the insides don't resemble anything we've seen before.Well, that's partially a lie. Like the dwarves they had layers of technology - but unlike the dwarves, although these things SEEMED to function, they did so wrong. The basic mechanics were wrong. The electronics were wrong. There is no gnome tech. Perhaps I'm reading a bit into it, but it almost feels like it's intended to mock you. If you tried to build machines off these in real life, they'd ALMOST work, but they'd probably kill you.Instead of the gnome tech, there appear to be tubes filled with plasma. Red plasma. If that's a deception for someone on our level, I have no clue whatsoever as to what it means. Disturbingly, they seem to be functioning without a power source.We placed a spike back on the outer skin to see how it would react and the technician working on it had to be hospitalized with severe burns. The second he did, the red plasma leaped THROUGH the very solid steel skin and attached it to the steel exterior through a welding process.However this... thing works, it seems to rely on the red plasma. Seems to. I don't know if that's a deception or not. But I suspect that the exterior is just a shell to house whatever that plasma is. It may have just constructed its own body with that. cotd.
>>28927775The real danger here is making assumptions. Dwarves are a how-to guide for builders. Gnomes are likely a how-to guide for humans. These things seem to exist solely to mock and kill people and defy attempts at reverse engineering.The other objects are insidiously evil because they make people into lab rats. These don't bother. They think of you as nothing more than dirt, and they exist to cause nothing but suffering and pain. I'm ordering the mote stone separated from it and having it buried. There's nothing we can learn from it at our tech level, and it's much too dangerous to leave out. Imagine if it grafted firearms to itself.If they're encountered in the field, destroy them. No hesitation. Bury the remains.
>>28927348Lucky's message met me. As did the suggestion for a title. As far as I'm concerned, he's the deputy mayor at this point. Being the legal mayor, I can assign whoever I want to the job. We really lucked out by having him find the Keep. His suggestions were all sound and along the same lines as what I wanted. The designs were ideal for us. We're moving from mixed stone age and dark ages tech to Napoleonic and Civil War era tech.We're still not made for formation fighting, though. Modern weapons, though few and far between, rendered them obsolete before they'd ever really came into fashion. The second battle for Cadia made it clear we can wipe out whole formations with fire and bombs and firearms. Horde tactics just don't work that well against us. The cavalry presents a problem, and that problem is based on the fact that they are very large targets for modern gunmen. I've thought of a solution.First, equipment. The suggestions were good, though a silk lined interior to a metal helmet would give it a degree of bulletproofness. Ground soldiers can go with the long rifles and bayonets. They're half of the equation. They've got good range and accuracy. Engage an enemy force like the Fedorans at as far of a range as you can manage. We make our own ammo, so we can afford to spend as much as we like and still have ammo in a future battle. The Fedorans cannot. So even if most shots on both sides miss, it doesn't matter. That comes down to our victory.While the infantry pin them down and drain their ammo, the cavalry waits. Then it moves in and strikes once they're low on shot, hitting with blinding speed. No long rifles - but a blunderbuss and a pistol. Blunderbuss are the musket equivalent to a shotgun. Simple to make, devastating at close range. Rush in, shoot the shotgun, shoot the pistol, and retreat. Then advance the infantry, who thanks to the bayonets are still as good as spearmen. The cavalry mops up.Classic hammer and anvil tactics.
>>28927684We're calling the place Far side. It could be a quaint little village honestly, well aside from the very obvious remains of what was a battle centuries ago. We're prowling the streets now and aside from a few locals who we've either bluntly told to piss off and don't ask questions there isn't much to see. I'll say this much though, its very dry here. At least compared to /tg/ lands the air is crisp in the morning and dare I say even cool.
He watched the match, out of the corner of his eye waiting for the sound that would mark the end. they had come for him like he thought they would but they didn't fire and kill his pursuers like he had hoped. well it looked like his people would be taken care of but he had to be ready for the end of the battle, when his turn would come he took out his pistol, the two remaining grenades, a flash bang, blowpipe, and his poison darts and knife. they wanted his head well if they were coming for him then he would have to play the game with his rules.
>>28928355Well, dread things created by aliens aside, today had something amazing happen. Cola.Well, not cola exactly. Carbonated soda water and watermelon 'cola'. Apparently someone wanted soda water for their booze. Don't ask me why, and knew enough chemistry to whip something up using limestone and acid. Then he used some pressurized tanks made from iron to make the cola.It comes in wax-sealed clay jars, and right now there's only one of each. I've had a sip of the watermelon cola. It's by far the weirdest thing I've ever tasted - it's nothing but carbonated watermelon juice mixed with honey and a touch of the vanilla we've started to grow here. It's also warm. But I almost cried. I really, honestly did. I loved soda in the old world - I'd drink a 24 pack in a day if I could. This is nothing like coke - nothing in this world CAN be, since we don't have the right plants and spices - but I never thought I'd drink something carbonated again. I think I hate the flavor. The hint of vanilla is super weird. But just the knowledge we can make this stuff again is almost overwhelming. Eventually some of it might even be good.
>>2892917Its going to colored orange isn't it? Also could use the orange plant to make citrusy soda
>>28929274I honestly hadn't thought of that at all. But I'm not naming it 'orange soda'. It's gonna be Irn Bru or something.
>>28929334....butter beer.
>>28929370You're a wizard, Harry.That might just work.
>>28929403you're welcome
The battle was lost, but we were not. We escaped on a stolen ship. Our mission was not to destroy this place, but to kill its leaders. Losing the battle didn't matter.So we sailed away from the battle until we caught lone people on the river and tortured them for information. Knowledge of their leaders, knowledge of their strength. The Fedoran empire has sharp swords and slave soldiers, but it doesn't run because of them. It also has sharp knives slipped into the back in the night. We are those knives, and we have a target.The one who directs much of their armies, who created their confederacy.We will assassinate the Mayor of Butterroot Keep.
>>28929983Good on those people for not saying a damn thing about the apiary.
>>28929177Clay production has split into two different methods at the Keep. We first got our start thanks to a book and a bit of advice. Jason, of all people, was the one that brought the book. When I first met him he was a sterotypical black weeaboo, making 'trap card' yu-gi-oh jokes and looking like nothing so much as a giant fluffy black marshmallow. When he died a hero at the second battle for Cadia, he was heavily muscled and more than a little scary. He was usually angry and caustic at the best of times.But he had hidden depths to him. His parents were first generation African immigrants, and his mom had made clay pots in the old country. He had a fascination with claymaking, and deep down he was a gentle and caring soul. He was my best friend, and the rock we all relied upon. If I ever started to crack from the pressure of leading, he held me together. His son was born about a month before my daughters were, after he passed away. When our kids are old enough I intend for them to play together. That cultist girl turned out to finally be the asian waifu he always wanted. I just wish he could have spent more time with her.The first clay we made was very simple. It was artisans work, and he spent a lot of his early time teaching us how to do it. Each pot or item was different. Based partially on the book, which expected modern tools, and based partially on his mothers teaching using African clay making techniques.Each pot made from that era, each plate, each everything, has a character all its own. There are a lot of little touches and flourishes to them. He worked in little decorations and flourishes into everything. A lot of yu-gi-oh references I really don't get since I've never played it, but also things from 40k, Magic The Gathering, D&D, and everything else we could think of. He was an artist.Only the most skilled of us do clay like that anymore. Now we have teams working in a line-production process with standardized molds and tools.
>>28931788There's good reason for it. All of the Confederacy needs low-fired clay pots to cook with, pots to store food in, pots to store oil or cloth in, plates to eat off of and so on. As fast as people are coming, we need absolutely everything and we need it now. This approach requires a minimum of skill and training for most people in the process, meaning newbies can be slotted in fast without breaking everything. Our kilns are different. Bigger, made for firing a lot of similar stuff at once.But looking at these pots makes it clear what we've also lost. Every time one of us dies in this hellish new world we lose something special forever. I still have many of the first things he made, still better than what most of us can make now with our better tools. I won't forget.
>>28929983umm, what? Where is this happening at? /a/ and Cigil are several thousand miles away from /tg/ who is still relatively isolated within their boarders.>>28826038Here's the world map. It has a scale.
>>28932080I think they're Fedorans man
>>28932109The name threw me and reading the battle between the wannabe samurai and the warhammer wielding ren faire I thought he was talking about that one
>>28929983It has taken much time to get to their Keep. We thought this would be a soft place, but it is not. They are far from the Fedoran Empire in the southern regions of /tg/. If we did not have a boat it would take much longer.The place is protected by tall cliffs. There are lifts but we dare not use them. They must not know we are coming. Thus we must climb.We lost one of our number on that task. Now we are down to four.The ex-Green Beret is an excellent teacher. We have learned a great deal about how to evade their hunters, how to move quietly. It is good.This place is not like Kitycity was. These people are paranoid. The patrols are irregular around their walls, and the men and women in their forces are not lax. We were almost caught several times.We decided to dress in the clothes of the dead men and walk through the front gate instead. There are men there. They ask your business and look you in the eye like they know you are there to kill someone. I nearly cracked. But we are too well trained. They believed our lies about being from Kog. We made it in the city with a paper visitors pass.Soon we will kill.
>>28932151Nope. The Scorpion Clan are an L5R reference and the intelligence arm of the Fedoran Empire. They're assassins and spies, in other words.
>>28893016Journal Log 59We will be on our way out from River City an hour before sunrise, which is soon. We're making our way to Cypress Grove and from there, we'll skim the swamp until we hit Fedoran lands. And then..well, we'll see. It will be interesting to see what these hat cultists know of us. I've spent my last hours here saying goodbye to civilization. A few drinks, some games and a good time. Thought about spending a few hours with a callgirl but it would really suck to kick off an adventure with crotch rot, so I had some fun other ways. There was a small concert with elves providing the lightshow. It was alright but most of it was 90's college rock with half remembered lyrics. Not nearly as good as an Entertainment guild show. Ah well. As much as I think I enjoy the fruits of civilization, I just don't seem to care too much about it anymore. A lot of it is just going through the motions. The beast is winning. It has been stronger since the Red Comet incident. I could drop everything and go into the wilds and vanish. I could accept that, but I can't. I have duty. Duty to Kog and the Confed. Civilization must be protected. That's stronger than the beast. For now. Incidentally, my mission does involve going into the wilds and vanishing. In Fedoran lands. Maybe I'll cull the herd a bit while I'm there.
>>28913582I move to block using the back half the staff to stop the blow and redirect the force forward, his face protruding I give him a spur kick, dropping my foot from on high and aiming for his shoulder. My Fathers will sing their praises at this. Should he move or tackle I am prepared, I watched the Other-the rider one try to mount the First Father I will not be dominated like Some Nestling new mother by this Other.
>>28864443that was when I entered the volcanic forge area. Strange place and blazing hot it is honestly hard to explain. You could see massive foundries, smithies, kilns and more. Honestly I couldn't make sense of much of it and even the ones who have been working there admitted to not completely understanding it. Apparently what we can access was meant for builders and them some. To both show off and to reveal to them the concept of mass production.There they showed me their glass production, clay, metals, and even ceramic which was stumbled upon accidently apparently when some of them was messing with adding stuff to the clays and messing with the controls. They explained that once some of the machinery parts are installed. They can really get things started without worrying about the damned alien controls which apparently are a nightmare to deal with. Basically a sorta work around and adjustment meant for humans instead of builders. Before I left they showed me a nightmare wood shield covered in stony hide(finally a use) and reinforced with metal. Apparently a rather recent work that has become very popular. They have commenced work on a tower shield like modern police ones as requested by our Guard forces. Of that they have a working prototype even which they showed to me in action. I must say nightmare wood alone is good but when reinforced and enhanced with stony hide its spectaluar. Even capable of shrugging off modern arms especially once you use some carapace as well. Thanks to our contacts with the Edge Elves we have insured a steady supply of nightmare wood and more. Considering the worry of deforestation we figured it best to let them handle it. Which turned out to be an amazing idea with all their willing to provide. Wish we had more uses for it so mostly we just store it.
>>28932245Everyone here has weapons. Bracelets - headbands - all slings. Many have armor, or hunting tools. Even the normal workers. We watched them practice slinging stones. They are very good.Trying to invade this place would break the Fedoran Empire. Why are they so well armed? Who do they fight? Why are so many scarred and missing limbs? Does this Mayor remove limbs from those who displease him? Not so different than the Fedorans, then. Perhaps he could be turned.But people are happy. They sing, they work. There are no slaves. Are all people slaves to him, or are they all just naive moralfags that think they can get anything done on this tech level without them?We cannot ask. They would find out. But we watch.We stay quiet and keep to ourselves, but there is always someone approaching and asking. We stay polite and send them away, tell them that we're here to look at the way the place was built to see if it could be done elsewhere. They seem to believe it.The Mayor is surrounded by bodyguards always. He is much more paranoid than the woman that led Kitycity is. Almost as paranoid as the /d/m. He is small and frail and shakes. He will be easy to kill.He has a wife. She is also surrounded. As are his children. Why so much security? Perhaps we can turn someone. That is how Kitycity fell.
>>28926167The cycloptic Rider was waiting for me after the Council let out for a break. I was growing frustrated with their delaying actions on a matter pertaining to the rising number of drunks in the tunnel system and how it is clogging trade routes. The idiotic councilors from Kog were all calling their own witnesses and trying to put in the last word on how it was either beneficial for everyone to use the deep roads, or how it should be restricted to military use only. I was ready to explode on them and if we hadn’t taken a break I might have actually dropped my game face and shown frustration and rage.Unfortunately for the Rider the second I saw him I immediately thought of additional work during my break and my heart sank as I realized my much needed break would now be spent trying to play the game while still under additional pressure from the mounting work of running the confederacy. I sighed heavily before motioning him to follow me. I didn’t have the energy to keep playing the game with him and then go back into the Council. I just wouldn’t play him anymore.I swiftly and quietly walked to one of the sitting rooms in the Apiary that I had personally designed. Using silk from the Tower as well as the small down feathers from scale wolves my people had stuffed a massive number of pillows in various sizes that now littered the floor. The walls were decorated in pelts of various creatures from across the Confederacy. Along the bottom of the wall was a waist high line of Ferby pelts that had their fur softened and cleaned of that waxy substance that makes them water proof. Leather and silk were my heritage on this world and I loved being surrounded by it while dealing with business. When I casually tell people that I produced all of the pelts they see on the walls it tends to shock them that I’m more than just a pretty face they think they’re going to dinner with.
>>28932646 When we walked into the room I jumped into a pile of pillows and curled up around one that a new mother of the Tower had stitched into a big teddy bear shape. Poking my head around the side of the silk teddy bear I grinned at the Rider and motioned for him to sit among the pillows as well. I explained to him I did not have the energy to toy with him today, so instead I was willing to let him into my private sitting room so I could relax during our recession and hear his stories. I knew he had sought me out before Kog Harbor. Some of the newer waved councilors are deeming the attack similar to the Japanese attack at Pearl. Honestly I think it’s morbid to compare the two, Pearl was much more devastating and deserves to be remembered as it was, and not just some name we used for an assault we had prepared for. I digress. I asked him about everything, from how he was doing, how his men were, stories of the battle and aftermath, things he thought we did right, things he thought we did wrong, how the Butterroot Keep was coming along, and what he thought of his missing outriders and the Expat who had yet to return. It felt good to just talk for once and the big fluffy teddy bear wasn’t hurting my mood either.
>>28932416Stil though I have found myself missing so much in my own fucking home due to me being so busy overseeing bugger operations as a whole I find myself unable to pay the attention my own city deserves. In that regard I have someone in mind for a promotion with that taken care of I will be able to truly focus on what needs doing. Especially with this business of Western Front bugger faction that has arisen to the west. Still though I found myself looking over maps, plans, and operations. I have news that our forces have discovered two ruins perfect for base of operations in the jungle and swamp. About time I was getting worried in that regard I dispatched two hosts of troops to reinforce both these claims. After that I noticed too that I needed to use Commander Ravma who is a tactical genius. That man with his forces outnumbered over ten to one(this was when we were able to count who knows how many the native life dragged off) was able to bleed them dry in these mountains. He was even the one who discovered the potential use of the tower network using them as a relay system for radio, wifi, and more. Somehow he even came up with an equation of how to locate these towers as in they formed a grid and understanding of how they were set up which led to his discovery of the their other uses. He also the one who realized the potential of Buggy's network and came up with plans for the Bugger express, of which we now have the foundation mostly established. The last two of course are strictly confidential the first is known and no one suspects the other two. Still though I need to move him think I will send another host with a commander to replace him be good to also promote him be an excuse to get his ass into gear. I know he has been finishing up the foundation of Teegan bugger express but I need him else where. Hopefully he can finish up whatever it is he is up to down there besides being a lazy ass.
>>28932301Journal Log 60The grass beath my boots, the wind at my back and sun above and Potato, our stupid tortolo is distracted yet again. He keeps getting bored and wandering off course with the cart. We're trying out making some blinders out of some of our spare gear. It might work, or maybe he'll run in a circle trying to escape them. Fuck it I know. We've been moving a full cycle and should reach Cypress Hill in a day or so. Possibly two weeks if Potato keeps this shit up. At least its not raining. Anyways, nothing exciting going on. No yowler sightings, they've mostly pulled out of this region due to overhunting or just knowing better than to attack a group of Rangers on the prowl. We did spot a dragon off in the distance, but it never made its way in our direction. Lots of the usual smaller animals around. I've been out here before, a few years back. One of my crazy scouting expeditions. We found one of the Gigants out here and RiverCity's first dwarf. There wasn't any settlements down here back then and I certainly didn't think anyone would try living out here. Well, if the situation is bad enough, I guess anything can be made to work.
i made this like a year agonever thought I'd actually get to use it
>>28932752Isn't that from the 4chan archipelago project? I did writing for that one too but not as much.
>>28932752Description time (keep in mind this may be slightly outdated)>bThe kingdom of b is a wild swamp on the coast, full of savage, degenerate peoplesFarther inland, is a dry desert wasteland, were the only living things are wandering advertisers, waiting until the gods smite them back into the fires of hell. The center is a fiery land of granite and conflagration, ruled by the tyrannical troll lord>q A small island home to the chief church of the holy creator moot>vOnce a lush and plentiful valley, v is now plauged by civil war (the prince vg, king v, the sages of vr, and the Druids of vp) and corruption.>co A renaissance city, known for its artists and craftsmen. Erected a wall around MLP after civil unrest reached an all-time high. Ruled by prince Conrad>aPretty much feudal japanBut even more xenophobicRuled by shoguns>tgA peaceful countryside of rolling hills, at the feet of a grand mountain range.Many enlightened monks and retired adventurers live here, although they have become increasingly reserved CONT
>>28932245>>28932567It was almost time for Brock to return to his city the other two boats had sailed back and with him he had ten guards and i had the same amount, but we were just heading to the last city he wanted to see , truthfully he wanted to meet the mayor but even i didn't have that much power. Then we found traces of something, and a quick check we found remains, killed by humans not beasts, and we kept traveling and stopped at some cover before the cliff. with some binoculers that brock had we saw some figures climbing the cliff, then one fell off. By the time we got there the figure was certanly dead, we found some weapons and tools on him but nothing that was super out of the ordinary. takeing the boat the figures had saild with us we reached the clift entrace. we told those who watched the shore where the few boats were that any one who tried to take the figures boat was to be allowed to take it but they were to remember their faces. I took a knife and damaged the boat to make it useless if used for too long. By sundown we were in the city and at the barracks saying that we probably had spies in the city stating the bodies in the forest, the figures climbing the cliff, and the tools the dead man had on him. the leader said me and Brock should follow, that the mayor would most likely like to speak to us.
>>28932711Journal Log 61Nope, not raining yet. Suck it. The blinders didn't work at all on Potato. He just kind of stopped and stared at them. We figured he'd get used to it after a few minutes. Nope. An hour later he was still staring at the fucking blinders. We we took them off. He's back on track again. We're trying the old carrot on a stick trick but with some local plants he seems to like. It seems to be working for the time being though he still tends to stop and walk in a circle for no foreseeable reason. It's better than nothing. Anyways, we made it to Cypress Grove just before nightfall. The swamp Amazons knew we were coming ahead of time so there would be no confusion. They're a jittery bunch. We approached freely while they watched from hiding. They didn't think we saw them, using camouflage of local foliage. Experience told me where they were but I could see them plain enough. Years under the “Disney filter” lets me pick out fake wildlife from the real easier due to the contrast difference not apparent in normal vision. Or maybe I'm just bullshitting. We called out to them after a respectable time. We were quietly greeted and led to the edge of their town. We were not permitted to stay inside but could camp on the border for now. That's fine. From what we could see, they lived in the crumbling ruins of a builder city in a swamp of acidic water. It didn't smell as bad as I thought it would, but it's probably toxic on some level. They've done work rebuilding what they could with their limited materials and have done a fine job, but they could probably due with some shipments of stone and clay bricks. I feel they're too proud to ask though.
>>28932835Looks like it. Been some time since I've seen anything based on it. Neat.
>>28932709I was right about to finish up with paperwork and take a nap when I heard a ruckus. A long lost recruit showed up with odd blade in hand. He has been taken away to report and finally the Asylum caravan arrived....sweet mother there is ton of them. More importantly what are those odd beasts they have with them?Alright turns out Asylum our Think Tank is getting flooded with non needed personal. As in refugees, political disseditents, cultists, raiders ect. That they can't handle them all and are shipping them all off here for primary processing. Of course they are keeping the juicer ones and having us handle the rabble. At least they have sent some specialists down here to look at the tower network and get complete instead of partial power running here. If only those power specialists who are into thermal didn't faint at the sight of the forge area. Meanwhile those other ones are tearing through our electonics saying that they should be able to get something up and running no time. We do have something crude we just need stuff that greatly expands the range. They were quite surprised at our stockpiles. Heh the joys of trading with the yikings, warbands hauls, and regular caravans/newbies bring. Its a little excessive truth betold we have way more then we know what to do with all neatly cataloged and ready for potential usage.Beyond that they left behind some beasties and these gnomes that they swear makes the best assistants and helpers in the labs. The caravans meanwhile loaded up on goods from our stores before departing back. We get to look forward to this regularly and good lord are there a ton of fresh meat needing to be processed. That was when the second caravan arrived from the north...even more recruits and stuff for processing.Oh fuck me there is no way we will be able to equip them all damn it. At least the Asylum caravan brought us tech and freshly returned bands
>>28932835Actually I made this a while before that, this was sometime in early 2012>k A lush woodland full of small wooden trading posts. Most kommandos are found underground in massive stone fortresses, awaiting a cataclysm they call the "SHTF">xJust beyond the k forests, x is a darker, more brooding forest marked by abandoned castles, relics of a begotten age. Witches are thought to inhabit this region, though none have been seen for centuries. monsters, on the other hand...>the rest of the kingdoms on that continentSmall craft communities, specializing and trading between each other.>t, rs, and rThese three kingdoms make up the pirate bay, where sailors gather to trade, make shore leave, exchange sea stories, or just cause trouble.>spA cold land of strong northernersBe wary of bears>fitSp but slightly gayer >intA foreign place, full of foreign people.Why are they foreign?To ask that would be to ask why the sun shines.>polA political cesspool, aimed at conquering the 4 isles.>the lands of sin AKA N.S.F.Wno one really knows why these lands are strewn with such lewdness and lack of discretion, but then again, no one seems to care.>r9ka mountainous region full of depressed monks, wandering through the mist whispering "That feel"And an extra island I thought would be fun:>zA former prison island, z was filled with the most evil, wicked, twisted people imaginable. Island had to be abandoned with the prisoners still there due to a massive bee hive being discovered
>>28933354>>28933023>>28932752Also a little idea for a story I had was about a young tg scholar being sent out by the elders to learn about the current situation of the world, as they had been secluded.he goes with a trader and travels through all the kingdoms, learning the general history of the land. He would meet done of the famous rulers, fight sone monsters, see the v civil wars, and also discover a plot to invade the 4 isles,By foreign nations like reddit and tumblr.He needs to convince all the rulers to fight together to save the isles and, more importantly, not kill each otheraction!Intrigue!May-mays!Just an idea, I have little to no writing skills so don't expect anything soon or at all
>>28933329>>28933329In that regard the tech they have is great discovery I especially love the ability to make stony and even the metallic hides supple enough for decent usage. This is a huge breakthrough and will do wonders to armor our new forces. Plus this regular force from the north was unusaully large and multiples of them came. I found out why. One of them was carrying a new type of artifact previously entirely unknown besides the usual howls and interesting critter they got from the /v/ermin we call Razorwing Raptors. One of the artifacts used a green mote stone and we believe to be a plasma smg. It shoots rapidly with little recoil, while being easily hidden, and is surprisingly silent. When used to much to rapidly it will 'overheat' by opening up and letting itself rapidly cool down. This one was looted from an assassin who tried to kill Teddy.The other artifact is runs on a red motestone and is a gauss rifle. Only problem with it is the fact its needs an independent ammo source of metal rods. The smoother and more magnetic prone the better. Luckily we have some samples of the ammo it used and are looking into it. This was found stuck in a crater. It took a gargant to pull it out. Finally these razor wing raptors like their cousins they don't really fly and their legs are less jumping and more speed. Granted they can still pounce but they are also blazingly fast fuckers. Their wings meanwhile have changed to be covered in gnobby growths with their feathers being a sharp as razors that they use as weapons. They are also the smallest raptor we hav seen but make up for it numbers in addation to the natural smarts and ferocity of their kind. Being at smallest the size of 5 feet long as a runt at largest they are double that. Its worth noting that you can't ride them, but take well to training. Beware they travel in large packs and can be found in relatively flat areas.
You know what fucking sucks? Get lost in the alien jungle and swamps for months on end. Sure we checked out the locations and found the best one, but we were severly exhausted and over half dead for our trouble. Only thing that saved us was that despite all odds we encountered our lost Death Cultists who brought us back with them and patched us up. Can you believe that this sect now serves as legit healers and caretakers in addtion to supply medicine? These fuckers are right under the noses of everyone and they can't realize it despite the strange garb cover up. Nice enough fellows I heard they have largely expanded their operations throughout the confed. Doing what they can for people...good lord have they changed I swear if I hadn't encountered my old death cultist friend Vergil I never would of believed they were once upon a time bugger death cultists.Oh no what is even worse then that hell is when get this you have to find a DRY and COOL place in that fucking SWAMP...yeah suffice to say we have been both having a very very bad time over these many months. At least with our Marsh mission we get teamed up with some others and get this we found that place. In a half sucken builder city. Strange part is unless there was some hole or some shit they are completely dry. Even better their cool too after all that goddamn scouting we found it. Despite swarms of insects that will eat you to the bone and worse. Now if only there weren't amazons here just as in the mountains I swear we all almost shit a brick when we encountered them, we also found out about cannibal female barbarian(raider) forces wandering throughtout. I do believe that explains what happened to the scouts sent to investigate this Marsh Elf Queen. Now however here we are holed up and waiting for back up. God I hope they arrive sooner rather then later this swamp is a very special kind of hell especially deeper in. All the settlements we noticed stick to the borders. We went deep.
>>28933269Journal Log 62We awoke with sunrise and had a meeting with an Amazon guide. We wanted to know all they knew of the Fedoran lands and what goes on there. She first started going on about the torture but I stopped her. We know what they do and it is useless information to me and my mission. More practical information came after. Our team medic was allowed to enter the city for awhile as she's a woman and they were more accepting of her. The Amazons aren't quite man haters, they're just very distrustful. They've had bad things happen to them. We talked for quite a bit about other things, how the Kog war went, the goings on in the Confed and our enemy to the North. They were not entirely aware of our wars with the /b/ hoards. Anyways, I have a plan now. We'll move Eastward until we hit the edge of Kittycity and then see about some resistance around something called Johnathan's Landing and then in Concord in the swamps south of them. We will leave come nightfall. I wonder what's on the other side of the swamps. I bet the hat cultists know. Well, time to start updating my map.
>>28932321It tried to drop a heel kick on me, a blow that likely would of sent me down to the floor, but with a spin of the staff it connected with his foot before me and using its momentum deflected the blow to the side. Now he was unprepared I charged again, exploded upwards at it like a howling rocket and wielding my staff like a club.
Information is the key to winning any war, and my job now is gathering that information from the general cluster-fuck known as ‘The Offensive’, to give my Superiors a general idea of what’s going on out there.Will start were we have the most information; Northwestern Fedoran Terrritory.Fort Dunmer: from our most recent the reports, the fort was taken with nearly zero causalities, with most of the forces there choosing to join us rather than ending up being hanged like there commanding officer. Not what I would consider the greatest of military victories seeing as this fort is nothing more than a armed guard post, but having a set of eyes watching the rivers coming from the Confederacy isn’t bad either.Jonathan’s Landing: Another case of ‘Not a shot fired’. The Landing has always been a hotbed of ‘rebel’ activity since its founding, and now under 6th Column management, we can begin fortifying the Western side of the Southern Crud near K.C. Forces will be dispatched once the situation in K.C. has been resolved.Concord: The fortified town sits smack-dab on one the only ‘safe’ routes heading south through the swamp to Belkin’s Landing North of Catan. Cutting this route to Catan is an imperative but at the moment the Mayor had given us some trouble. He wants guarantees that his people will be protected incase of Fedoran reprisals. He has remained adamant on this, so now negotiators are working to give him the guarantees he requires. (Some of the other Commanders say we should just shoot him, but Vergil has intervened at every turn.)
>>28937578KityCity: To start the offensive here has been plagued with with problems. Infighting amongst the Commanders, Inquisition Agents assassinating said Commanders, then those now leader-less forces causing more damage to the city then the actual Fedoran forces.That was before Commander Manx finally managed to gather the disjointed forces, and in a stunning turn of event, led an assault on the Governor’s Palace. Reports indicate that he was successful in eliminating the Governor, as well as most of the Angry Marines guarding him. No word on causalities, but I’m expecting a report within the week. The Manx is timely if anything.I will have more once I get the pertinent information.
Minny has been bringing me disturbing reports, increased activity in the jungle, assaults on actual settlements and now an actual assault on the Govenors Palace, which ended with the death of the Governor and his body guards. It was a demoralizing blow to many of the loyalists, but not to me, to me it just gives me one more reason to hate this anarchist bastards. Don't they realize that it took nearly a year to get that man in position? A man who could be easily plied with women and booze, but well enough liked by the King to allow KityCity and its people the little independence it had enjoyed and still maintain order. Now there was a power vacuum and everyone with an ounce of support would be scrambling to fill it themselves and the city would come once again under King Fedorans scrutiny. The damned idiot fools. No, no I wont get angry, I'll get even.I've already got the names of half of those involved, either in the actual assault or its planning, in the Palace assault and numerous strike teams of the best Acolytes and Marines have been deployed to haul their asses in where they can be 'questioned' on the other half. If torture doesnt work we will see how watching your friends and allies tortured works, and there always worse things then a little blood or waterboarding that can be done to a person, it just takes the balls to do it. After we are finished with them we will have their broken bodies, still clinging on to their pathetic lives, hung from a frame work in the centre of the city where all can see. Good, I already have news of the first successful capture, its just a matter of time before we have them all.Damnit, I have to prepare for the arrival of Fedorans envoy. Minny! Get the girls ready, we'll be putting on a little show for the envoy when he arrives and make sure Selina is at the front, yes in the cat woman outfit, I hear this one likes blondes and leather, best play to his tastes.
>>28932669Well this is...different, Im used to the playful, always in control woman who led everyone around by their noses but she said she wasn't up to 'toying' with me today. Heh. I figured I'd been getting played one way or the other before. I just shrug and take a seat in the mass of pillows, suprised by how comfortable they are and pour us each a glass to drink. From the sound of the way the council discussions were going she needed one so I made a little toast to thank the marvelous counciless of the tower for makign sure our little Confederacy wasn't ruled by the stupidity of others.After that i guess it was story tiem and I spent an hour or so detailing my part in the fight and the effectiveness of the baloon/radio lookouts paired with a quick reaction force.That unfortunately did bring up how many of my men had died at Kog, could of been much worse without forwarning and the prep we had but we would of lost less if we hadnt focused on matching their forces with shield wall or phalanx but on eliminating leaders and their 'free soliders'. Time and blood wasted fighting their slave soldiers that almost always surrendered or fled when alone. We needed to modernize passed this 'medieval chic' and organise a professional army, defense force or whatever. Either for the whole confederacy or each of the different settlements.I also told her about how Id failed to stop them from planting a bomb that had levelled a whole block and killed thirteen innocent people and how I'd sworn to kill the one responsble myself if I ever saw him again. I still struggle to think of what could of been done, if I'd maybe searched the house rather than pursue the Fedorans I might of stopped the bomb somehow.Now it was one of the major centres of reconstruction effort, next to the docks which had been hardest hit. The recnstruction was actually going well, everyone, even the merchants, were chipping in and working to restore Kog and help the people who had been worst affected.
>>28939347After that topic, I rambled a bit about how things generally were in Kog right now, its air of hurt but defiant and happy to be alive. Then on how the Keep was steadily growing and the newest litter of Scale wolves would likely be due soon, something I was sad that I would miss, i'd been there for almost each birthing up till now but it was someone elses responsibility now. Missed my farms as well, but Paul was running those things smooth as ever so I wasn't really needed to supervise anymore. In Butterroot people were stepping forward every day with new ideas and improvements to be me made, the baloons, the root cellars and even the Amasec we were drinking had come from people who had had a bright idea and run with it. When we got to the topic of the Expat and his expedition and I shrugged again. I was worried of course, /b/ was a dangerous place and the ones they were hunting were dangerous as well. But Becca was one of the toughest soldiers the Keep had to offer, she regularly mopped the floor with everyone else, myself included and was an excellent rider to boot. Plus they had those weird alien things with them and Expat with his magic staff, so I wasn't too worried about them taking care of themselves. I just hoped they would catch the 'elves' murderers and make sure justice was served and get back home sometime soon, they were starting to be sorely missed.I avoided talking about myself in depth, I didn't really want to lay that all on somebody else right now until I had had more time to deal with it.So instead I sipped at my drink more and let her know I was slowly recovering from the ordeal and that I was mostly concerned for my mens recovery so I could see them back home to their loved ones. Mostly I just moved the discussion away towards small talk and questioning her on the contents of the room, especially the big fluffed up teddy bear she had been clinging to the whole time. Totally not jealous. Shut up brain, youve had to much to drink.
I sat soaking up everything he said. Sure, i recieved reports detailing the events of Kog, but it was better hearing it first hand from a source I knew i could trust. His mentioning of the new litter of scale wolves perked my interest. The Tower had hunted most of the packs in our area before we learned they could be domesticated. They were currently struggling to breed the few we had acquired. I was curious if he knew if the keep wouldbe interested in trading a female of the fresh litter. Of course the trade would have to be fair. I left the sanctuary of Mr. Berrington, my teddy bear, for only a few moments while i rummaged around among the pillows. When I pulled a stuffed scale wolf with down feathers instead of fur his surprise was well worth the brief moments away from the relief of Mr. Barrington. Snuggling back up with my teddy I downed the glass of amasec and grinned as I awaited his response to the trade of a scale wolf for a scale wolf.
>>28939727I just stared at the thing for a second before smiling and then bursting out laughing. I took the proffered dool and looked it over, trying to keep myself from giggling. Who even took the time to make this thing? It was both adorable and hilarious, it really just needed a pair of googly eyes to complete it. Yeah the trade would be fair, heck I would of given it as a gift really. In the Keep if a trustworthy person thought they could raise and care for a Scale wolf and it turned out to be true then they were given the chance to raise it as their own. Most were still raised in the Corral but there were certainly plenty of people riding around or being followed by their own Scal Wolf. I didn't see this any different, just that that person happened to be representing another settlement.Still gonna take the stuffed scale wolf of course, im not an idiot, this thing was awesome.
>>28939826Now I want a stuffed scalewolf plush.
