[QUOTE=Sobotnik;49797765]ey bois send in ur turns soonish
turn will be out sometime this weekend hopefully[/QUOTE]
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sorry idk
We believe in u sobby
C'mon Sobo, I need se know what the Wandering Jew does next! He seems like such a chill dude.
I'll have a wank, make a cup of tea, and sit down to write to see what I can do.
[QUOTE=Sobotnik;49970655]I'll have a wank, make a cup of tea, and sit down to write to see what I can do.[/QUOTE]
Long wank.
[QUOTE=Sobotnik;49970655]I'll have a wank, make a cup of tea, and sit down to write to see what I can do.[/QUOTE]
Wanking or drinking tea?
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[quote]As soon as you know an H-Bomb is on the way, run out and paint your windows with a mixture of whitewash and curdled milk to deflect dangerous rays. Soak your curtains and upholstery with a solution of borax and starch to prevent fire. -Lecturer in Civil Defence, Reynolds News.[/quote]
Events of the years 2185 – 2190:
-A steady expansion of two fearsome warrior societies on the northern shores of Europe has caused problems. Squeezed hard, the numerous settlements and tribes that suffer from these savage raiders have taken to increasingly desperate measures. In Germany, Denmark, and Sweden especially, many begin migrating inland in order to avoid the ravages of the reformed pagans. Pope Paul 14th declared that they now pose the greatest threat to Christendom as they relentlessly butcher all those deemed “heretics” before them and seek to expand aggressively, obliterating all in their path. Although the crisis has yet to make itself felt outside of the North Sea, news has spread through the fragmentary dirt tracks crisscrossing the empty continent. However, little but whispers and small trinkets pass over it. In these days few risk a long journey, and nobody can aid those plagued by these warbands. The cries of the victims simply fade away into the wind.
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[b]Kingdom of Cavan – Native Hunter
Leader: Peter Ó Raghallaigh
Capital: Cavan[/b]
-Post-nuclear devastation is giving way to a new order. Slowly but surely, pieces of rubble or bits of scrap here and there are cleared away. A marketplace was established for the first time in Cavan in these years, a space set aside for where people can gather together to barter and hawk all manner of goods to one another. A few wheelbarrows full of potatoes or a table with sheets of woollen cloth on it speaks volumes of the produce of this new civilization. Immeasurably impoverished and reduced to such conditions, it is no surprise that most people are sliding into a subsistence lifestyle that had once been banished many years before the war. People continue to shrink, the old develop cataracts and die. But as old people die, more and more young are borne each year – even if they die from disease. Their increasing numbers continue to make society younger, more violent, more impulsive and vibrant. A typhus outbreak killed many of Peters friends and close family, leading him to realise how mortal he truly was. He thus organised an expedition to Scotland where he brought with him his personal retinue (of about fifty) to the country in order to help find himself a suitable wife. They sailed up the Clyde past shacks and huts before landing and heading inland towards Stirling – where much of the productive farmland was reverting into swampland. The town of Stirling itself had survived as an island in the midst of these wetlands, where the remnants of what was once Stirling council had declared itself an independent nation and subsisted by collecting “squeeze” from all travellers heading in or out of the Highlands. Agreeing to a meeting, the council presented a girl with a fiery heart and hair. A marriage was agreed upon in return for an annual trade caravan between the two polities, and thus a new era began.
-Peter had been made well aware of the dangers of IRA gangs on his travels, which is why he began to reorganise the militias from a ramshackle force into something more permanent this time. Having heard from monks of “Cohorts” in Switzerland, Peter borrowed the idea by dividing the armed forces of Cavan into Cohorts of fifty men apiece. Guns and their ammo get harder to come by as bandits and militias shoot off many thousands of rounds. Already rare, the recent conflicts has resulted in such a depletion that you are more likely to see crude guns made from pipes than the real thing. Peter himself was forced to scavenge a number of guns for his expedition to Scotland, and in order to safeguard the future strength of his forces he ordered that all children should endear to use the bow and arrow from an early age. Many Cavanites already do so, as a well-placed arrow can bring down a rabbit for a little extra food. As wild animals recover in numbers, this only becomes more common – especially since feral dogs have come to fill in the niche that extinct wolves left. People endear to control their numbers as now they need to keep the small number of horses and sheep safe – they are valuable. So valuable that the wall built around Cavan has a number of barns built nearby it for the protection of livestock. Many smaller villages have basic wooden fence palisades – only enough to deter a thief or to stop a sheep wandering. The Cohorts often do regular patrols along what they think are roads, or alongside rivers and fields to help keep down the number of feral beasts and raiding parties. A few villages that were already pretty friendly ended up slowly forming cohorts of their own and declaring loyalty to King Peter. A thin line of them slowly builds up towards Dundalk where finally in 2189 the town council swears fealty to Peter in return for the right to administer itself. With this the Kingdom finally had reliable access to the seas for the first time – the first trade caravan from Stirling arrived in this manner. The official “court scribe” of Cavan even began recording down these important events too, although he added a lot of circumstantial detail while neglecting information that could have proven useful to future historians.
-Many villages have been offered gifts as part of diplomacy in order to draw them in, often leading to many holding out in the expectation of bigger gifts. Another problem is that all this signalling has aroused the attention of many other groups in Ireland. The IRA of Carrickfergus discovered that one village was receiving such attention that they sent over a group to ambush a representative of Peter. Looting his possessions and beating him senseless, they extracted from him the name of the village he had been visitingand threatened to be much worse next time if Peter did not leave from Dundalk. On arrival they held the inhabitants to gunpoint and looted it thoroughly before leaving in an organized fashion (a process they repeat several times, even killing a few people in the process). The entire village decided at that point to leave for Cavan and petition Peter for land, having turned up at his doorstep in the fall of 2189 with a growing number of people, angry that the cohorts had failed to stop the IRA. Another headache for the nascent Kingdom is the fact that contact with the continent (and thus the Holy See) is unreliable and infrequent. Monks are usually the only ones to brave the crossing, although a few adventurous servants of his also travel out to look for all manner of curiosities. They are particularly interested in recovering books (one who was in Oxford happened to find a copy of the Principia in Latin) and bringing them back home. The monks usually end up making copies out of vellum for the more damaged books, along with a number of illustrated manuscripts. One monk spent some time creating a beautiful illuminated manuscript of both the Koran and of The God Delusion. The same copper slugs used as a kind of money back home are used to help convince people to part over the books that frankly they have no use for. While technical manuals are sometimes only handed over after the monk makes a copy of it, a lot of cultural and historical books are handed over for free. Trickling through France, Britain, and the Netherlands, the monks retrieve an increasing number of philosophical, scientific, and religious texts in large number of languages in addition to grammar books and dictionaries.
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[b]Eisen Coalition – Dr. Critic
Capital: Eisenhollow
Leader: Varn Klausner[/b]
-When the bombs fell, they not only bleached the earth of life, but destroyed the ozone layer so that the suns harmful rays would ensure that no phoenix would return from the ashes. For many years, the Swiss in Eisenhollow have worn cloaks and hoods in addition to goggles in order to block out the harmful UV radiation – but now something is changing. Extreme sunburn cases are slowly dropping off, and people don't seem to be dying as often from skin cancers. This has yet to make itself apparent, as Varn Klausner is infuriated by the constant manpower shortages. To resolve the problem he bans execution and instead introduced forced labour as a punishment for crimes. If you do the crime, you ought to do the time. Many criminals are forced to work on clearing up rubbish or working in undesirable jobs (like leatherworking), while the lesser criminals are put into indentured servitude under various artisans and traders. Varn is especially keen to revive what is essentially a dead economy that exists in a state of subsistence, so he tries to read every scrap of information he can find on how people got wealthy before the war. One pamphlet mentions the existence of a “casino” in Monaco, a ruined coastal city to the southwest on the coast. Varn decides to emulate their example by setting up one of them in Eisenhollow in collaboration with the three bartenders in the town and a merchant. Being the only casino in post-nuclear Europe, it soon becomes somewhat of a novelty in the region and soon the number of individual merchants visiting Eisenhollow every year rises to eight, often several times a year. Gambling becomes popular again, and a few new games are invented too. Traders from Zurich begin to visit regularly too, and they are soon followed by a delegation from General Walliser, who wishes to establish formal relations. He awaits a reply.
-Two decades have passed since Varn took over Eisenhollow, and he has aged well despite having been around on the planet for nearly sixty years. Under his shrewd and capable leadership the Eisen coalition is actually starting to resemble a little beacon of civilization. People are migrating to live under his just rule (and to share in some of the prosperity), while a number of outlying villages are slowly drawn into the trading networks. This wealth has reputedly drawn the attention of less likable characters, for raiders and bandits have increased the frequency of their attacks. Those that are captured often reveal that they originate from down south in the Po valley of Italy. It is already well known that a fairly substantial town exists on the site of former Milan (and indeed, claims to be the successor to it), so it is thought responsible for the attacks. Several scouts to the area report that Milan is headed by a powerful merchant family that manages trade caravans throughout the valley, and that the town lacks any substantial form of fortification or even a standing army. It instead hires raiders cum mercenaries to do the work of protecting these caravans and pressing their interests. Competition is intense between them, and many mercenary groups often attack one another so as to secure profitable contracts. Others band together as tiny private armies and make attempts on other towns, hence much of the country resembles what one may call “anarcho-capitalism”. Milan is the wealthiest and most powerful of these regional towns, having also secured a monopoly upon trade into Switzerland with Eisenhollow. These mercenaries are loyal only to money, and the lack of money (or even the perception of it) can cause them to switch sides in an instant.
-Much like these mercenaries, Varn has a similar background – but he now runs a tiny polity in the Alps and he (ostensibly) has the best interests of his subjects in mind. The poor state of his own forces in comparison to the Italians. Indeed, a report from his scouts indicated that many were starting to even call themselves “free companies” or “Condottieri” and were slowly expanding as an institution throughout Italy as bandits and raiders found more efficient methods of becoming leeches. Varn began his efforts to fix his army by traveling around the coalition to personally oversee cohort training regimes. A few ineffective officers were replaced and shifted around, while he would watch drill practice and show his men how to clean guns or to use a polearm. No factories manufacture bullets anymore, and so its getting harder to rely on firearms. Although Varn has tasked a number of craftsmen with procuring new munitions for his men, they are only able to produce a tiny number of new munitions a year (and even then they are crude shells made from salvaged materials). Some men are starting to carry what resembles shotguns, which are about the only things that can be maintained and munitions procured for in these times. Other weaponry and armour are gaining in importance as time drags on, such as poleaxes (often made from brooms with bayonets on them, or axes attached to pipes) and chunks of metal hammered into crude helmets and breastplates. Officers have taken to the custom of the Condottieri by wielding rapiers on their belts. Slowly but surely, a standardized selection of equipment and training programs are taking shape. This comes not a moment too soon, for the Italians have been conducting attacks on outlying villages and trade caravans of the coalition after the Milanese refused to hire them.
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[b]Vikingr - EuSKalduna
Capital: Gate of Valhalla
Leader: Asmund the Mad[/b]
-Like many others in this world, Asmund is but a mere mortal. Whereas scientists in the past dived into the genome to pick away at natures secrets, today there is no such ability available. Diseases once easily cured now wreak their debilitating effects upon those powerless to harness nature to their own ends. His brain commands over a body that is falling to pieces as the nerves go haywire and cause him to fidget and spasm uncontrollably. The cones in his eyes slowly die, the colours of the world pass from his vision, while the teeth in his jaw slowly wear down. This most powerful religious figure writes a note to be read by his heir upon passing from the world – a world he commands near control over. A great horde of the most loyal warriors have been gathered together and sent out to raid what was once Western Germany. The miserable settlements are forced to give up their possessions and lives to these conquerors, with a few sacrifices to complete the trip. Most coastal villages have hemorrhaged hundreds (if not thousands) of people in the form of slaves to these rapacious Danes, often the slaves being put to work on grinding grain, cutting grass, or rearing the children of true believers. Asmunds domains continue to expand throughout the western Baltic upon the backs of the oppressed, and soon the north sea in addition. They even hit a town ruled by a man similar to Asmund and bring back with them a little silver cross taken from a man they sacrificed there, reputed to contain magical powers and to confer the ability to withstand extreme pain. The success of the raid leads them to begin a practice of “constant raiding” of the coasts of Germany and the Netherlands, where ships of exhausted warriors are immediately replaced by fresh ones ready to follow up on them.
-But the bloated leech has grown far too fat. This is an impoverished world on the edge of subsistence, not a rich one. The expansion of raiding has caused many peoples on the coasts to begin moving a few kilometres more inland, and to erect towers so as to keep a watch out for the raiders. The coasts are increasingly deserted in places, while other parts have turned into heavily fortified settlements. Many people have taken to simply growing their food outside of a stronghouse and then riding to hide inside. The raiders will come along and then find it hard to get in, also not to mention that many groups are starting to band together out of visceral hatred for the northmen. In one instance, half of the raiding fleet (sailing near to Friesland) is suddenly set upon by a Drenkelinge ambush. Although the Drenkelinge are similarly hated, they were tipped off by a community who were forced to move to make way for a Vikingr settlement in Friesland. The entire expedition was slaughtered and butchered mercilessly, with the heads of all the warriors removed from their bodies and hoisted upon pikes which were planted along the shores of the seas. In addition, many separate communities are now switching to raiding and are attacking isolated or vulnerable Vikingr settlements. The escalation of raiding and tribal warfare spreads like a tumor throughout Northern Europe, soon afflicting areas as far away as England and Latvia. The settlement in Friesland manages to slowly grow in spite of these difficulties, having acquired an economic importance of some kind. The inhabitants were originally scrapworkers and scavengers, and having been enslaved and put to work they have produced a number of interesting tools and weapons much in demand among the Danes. Crude battleaxes, ploughs, helmets, shovels, picks, and hammers trickle out from the town on boats throughout areas controlled by the Vikingr. Although they are fearsome raiders they have produced a (relatively) safe area for trade between settlements under their nominal control, something exceptionally rare in these days.
-Although half of the fleet has been destroyed (the so-called Chainsaw), the other half continues rather productive work of raiding areas not yet touched. Despite the increased difficulties they have improved their techniques and leadership abilities at the same time. It is customary to sacrifice a slave or two as good luck before a battle, while raiding parties have become subject to some kind of loose authority. Asmund delegates authority to trusted individuals, who in turn build up a crude organizational structure that manages what passes for a military force in post-nuclear Denmark. Due to the fact that the heathens have abandoned the coastlines (especially in Sweden where no effective response to the raiders has yet formed due to the tiny population), most families and their resettled slaves are opting to move to Sweden where they take up farming, fishing, and raising sheep. Denmarks population stays mostly stable at this time, but there has been little to no success in Germany or to the west where raids have escalated and endemic conflict wipe out any material gains. Some settlements have even had to be abandoned, with the center of gravity slowly moving towards the western and southern coasts of Sweden, especially after a forestry homestead in Norway has the inhabitants mysteriously vanish. Malmo is refounded as a fishing village that also exports reworked iron tools and weaponry, while most other villages process timber or wool. Most of these new farmsteads are still in a pretty wretched condition, and tend to be pretty small. Compared to five year ago, most people don't even seem to be aware that anything (if at all) has undergone any improvement.
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[b]Citystate of Zurich - Ruski v2.0
Capital: Zurich
Leader: Julien Walliser[/b]
-The Zurich citystate has been expanding north, along roads into a desolate Germany still filled with many old works of man. Along this road came an old man carrying a bag full of old books that he graciously donated to the mayor of one of the newest settlements of Zurich, remarking “It was difficult saving these” before he mysteriously vanished once more into the wilderness. But it may not be a wilderness forever. Here and there many settlements continue to hang on in spite of the dangers and difficulties of life in this new world. The Zurich state is broadly composed of Germans for the most part – and so it would make sense that many of the new additions to the nation are in German areas. Many people ended up making their homes in what were once castles, early modern star forts, or even bunkers from one of the numerous world wars that afflicted the nation. With growing influence and some new families seeking some lands to live in, Zurich began to occupy and repair a number of old castles and forts in addition to clearing up pathways so as to permit access back to the capital. Farmers are sent along with what may be charitably called militia garrisons – wielding guns, crossbows, and pikes and preferring to hole themselves up behind thick walls rather than taking the fight to the bandits and other ruffians who roam the countryside. Other problems seem to come from the small number of migrants streaming down south seeking some kind of protection, claiming to be harassed by Danes and causing tensions as a result due to the fact that you must be a citizen to own the best land (usually only obtained by military service).
-General Walliser has problems other than “vikings” to deal with, as his little autocracy lurches from crisis to crisis. The coup and imposition of authoritarian rule has been followed up by an attempt to develop a form of administration based upon the strategists. As the democratic factions continue to lose ground (especially in Zurich proper), the strategists become confident enough to begin a public campaign to drive out those opposing military rule. Propaganda campaigns are made with the intention of isolating particular leaders and demonizing those who cannot be directly attacked due to their cowardly behavior of running away. The strategists eventually form a “Bureau of civilian matters”, which ends up constituting the first iteration of civilian administration in postwar Zurich. It has been largely tasked with the resettlement of migrants and the development of towns in addition to demonizing leftists. The migrants from Northern Germany are resettled within varied abandoned castles and forts, while existing villages to the north are brought under Wallisers protection in return for supplies to support their armed forces. The expansion of the nascent state has been a boon to traders, especially as regular patrols by militias has brought some security to the area. By the end of the decade, there are now merchants traveling from the north down south past Zurich to Eisenhollow and onwards into Italy. A delegation was sent to Eisenhollow (Once misheard as Eyes and Harrow) to tell the Swiss that there did indeed exist another country nearby.
-This delegation informed the Swiss of the numerous exploits of Walliser (which had been told to many commoners in order to impress them). These include him having slain a mutant beast with his bare hands, and that he singlehandedly saved Zurich. He is also said to go hunting regularly with his soldiers, although he leaves plenty of time for the stewardship of his country (having deemed hunting to be not as important). Walliser also left a personal message of “See what the fucks are up to” to be sent to Eisenhollow. The delegation was sent in the spring of 2190, so it has taken some time for a reply. In the meantime, he still has to contend with the occasional rebellious democrat village in addition to the migrants from the north who are angry that they have been denied the right to citizenship. Bandits and ruffians continue to plague trade routes and the more isolated villages (especially in the north), while tax collection and the crude administration are barely capable of supporting any kind of large army. This is worrisome considering that the mysterious stranger (nicknamed Nowhere Man) who gifted the strange books to one of the few libraries in the country left a note in a script with blocky letters to be read to Walliser. It is translated by a traveling monk who was educated in Rome, who tells Walliser that it warns of a great evil to the north that could threaten the very existence of Zurich if not acted upon. Other details are lacking as to what the exact nature of the evil is, but it has become a cause for concern.
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[b]Pohjosmainen Unioni (Nordic Union) - Robinkooli
Capital: Tukholma
Leader: Kustaa Urho Suomalainen[/b]
-After the war the tenacious Finns managed to cling on (mainly because they already lived in an inhospitable landscape under constant threat from the Slavs), but in recent years some of them have taken to migration after their numbers have grown and the empty expanse of Scandinavia to the west seemed quite attractive. Kustaa Urho Suomalainen was a charismatic man loved by all for his ability to inspire those beneath him and for his numerous exploits (such as having slain a great white bear). In the year 2185 he declared to his followers a promise to take them to Lintukoto after having seen a particularly auspicious bird fly in the direction of this supposed land. Taking with him a great number of many hundreds of loyal followers, they sailed upon salvaged boats towards Sweden and established the town of Tukholma on the ruins of the former Swedish capital. Kustaa is a fellow who is dedicated to the ideal of building a powerful unified Nordic Empire led by Finns and hoping to reunite the Scandinavian Norse and Finns under one banner as it was once in the mists of ancient history. These Finns believe themselves to be the master race and above all others (they slaughtered a small tribe descended from Somalians nearby to Tukholma). Many of them also hold beliefs about a restoration of a monarchical system of government, although Kustaa has no plans about this anytime soon.
-Their expansions were brought to a halt after an untimely massacre of some of the new Finnish settlers in Sweden – ironically by those claiming to be “Vikings”. Due to Asmunds adventures out west, some groups in Sweden have taken to bastardizing his beliefs and have gone out raiding whoever they feel like fucking up that day. In this particular case, they attacked the Finnish settlement of Remmi on the former site of Trosa and killed about twenty persons. As a result Kustaa decided to put an end to expansion and to focus primarily on the immediate area around Tukholma where a small fortified town has grown up. Due to the postglacial rebound they have had to build an entirely new settlement on a rock close by to the water as the old docks of Stockholm are now too far from the water to make any use of. Made from scrap and girded with a wooden palisade, it is not too uncomfortable or unsafe (unlike many other locations) and cannot be easily attacked by raiding parties. A few more boats of migrants continue to trickle down here from Finland, although Kustaa has placed such severe restrictions on migration that these new migrants can only come if he grants them permission to settle here. For the most part, the people in this new home continue much the same life they had in Finland as they grow some crops, rear pigs, and enjoy listening to the elders recite passages from the Kalevala. Outside of this smoky little outpost on the shores of the Baltic, a group of monks from the nearby monastery seek to make peace with the new arrivals by sending a young man who happened to be Finnish from among their number. Sampsa Pellervoinen is noted among the monks for having a good knowledge of agriculture, and he offers Kustaa assistance in helping to establish farms and to improve fertility and to plant trees in return that the monastery be given protection from what he calls “Fallout monsters” that have come from the far west in Norway.
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[b]Drenkelinge - YogiTheWise
Capital: Ouddorp
Leader: Klaus Voorhen[/b]
-Broken up into many tiny pieces, the pot of humanity has been reduced to an unrecognizable form of but a few remains. One day, some of these little bits of clay descended upon another scrap that remained of humanity. The Vikingr sailed upon the high seas when they saw before them the cobbled together shacks of the town of Ouddorp in the distance. Quietly they sneaked around through the marshy ponds and rivers, surrounding the small town and concealing themselves until the last moment. It was a Tuesday morning, and the people here were offering their prayers to a god not too dissimilar from that worshiped by the predators lurking nearby. The alarm was given far too late for any kind of substantial effort to be made to protect the town, for most of the fighting men were out conducting similar raids on other similar remnants of the human race. The invaders swept through the ruins of a civilization long dead, butchering its inheritors and stealing what little was left. It was over quickly, for such is the nature of cowards that hit and run attacks on undefended settlements run the risk of the local militias converging on the location to exact a most bloody revenge. The Vikingr did have time enough to torture one man who they had caught saving others – at least five women had gotten away from the rapists unscathed. It was a man in a hooded robe carrying a bag filled with books – useless ones about grammar, history, and... a heretical religion? He was hoisted up upon a telephone pole and his legs were broken, and a silver crucifix taken from him. The man did not cry out in pain, but steadily spoke out the lines of a language long dead and then he declared that he had forgiven his torturers. This infuriated them so much that they wasted much time in searching for oil to douse him with, for they next set him alight and watched as he quietly burned away to cinders. His bags were discovered missing, and the raiders quickly left, with the smell of burnt blood hanging thickly over Ouddorp.
-Klaus returned to a ruined town – but it was already like that. There are more important things such as the people inside those ruins. Enraged, he ordered search parties sent out to find those responsible and to bring them to justice. The experience of being raided only invigorated them, and soon the whole coast of the Netherlands was in the grip of being pummeled by the twin theocracies of Asmund and Klaus. But they run out of loot quickly, and so Klaus took the next logical step of simply taking over and forcibly resettling the people in new areas so as to rule over them. New settlements cropped up, and in the spring of 2189 they captured several Vikingr ships with their inhabitants freshly exhausted from rape and plunder. They were brutally murdered or turned into slaves, and in the newer settlements under the ostensible protection of Klaus the inhabitants would erect a pole with the head of the offending Dane nailed to it as a warning to future raiders. The society they live under is quickly changing as the scope and scale of raids increase and intensify – many individual groups along the coastlines are being spurred into becoming raiders themselves. Under the blanket of fear, murder, and theft, a new civilization slowly emerges from the deep waters of the North Sea. The radiation is now passing, and the sharks swim up from the deep clean currents to feed.
-This new world is being built by the men who in a prior age would have been arrested or send to a mental asylum – Klaus included. As high priest, he continues to grab power for himself through a mixture of terror and charisma. But this is no basis for a system of stable government, and so in the event that he must head to the Bottomless Sea for the last time, he has outlined a line of succession whereupon his death then the senior priests vote on the replacement (although he is already grooming a young boy to replace him). He now feels confident enough to declare a number of laws which have combined religious and secular weight behind them. The old christian ten commandments have already been plagiarized for rules such as those for theft and murder, while disputes must be settled in a trial by combat (or by decision of a priest). They are largely enforced by the zealous warriors who declare their loyalty to Klaus – true believers who resemble the brownshirts of old. Young and violent, narrowminded and eager, they help to hammer communities into following the one true faith with sincerity as opposed to reluctance. While in the past these settlements would often ignore these young men (and often trick or beat them back in localized rebellions), these warriors now have the advantages of experience and leadership. A few military bases were picked at for some guns and bullets while some old fishing boats were pulled out of some old warehouses and patched back together. The tribal warbands are slowly pulled together and are given some real commanders for the first time. These commanders are subject to little authority, and so have free reign to loot and plunder wherever they please. For those that fear them, life gets harder.
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[i]Prior to the nuclear conflict, the British government issued emergency rubber bands to the populace in order to control outbreaks of panic and hysteria.[/i]
[B]Current player List:[/B]
-Kingdom of Cavan – Native Hunter
-Eisen Coalition – Dr. Critic
-Puebno dendes los Pertennése – Pezgod1
-Vikingr - EuSKalduna
-Citystate of Zurich - Ruski v2.0
-Pohjoismainen Unionia - Robinkooli
-Drenkelinge - YogiTheWise
-New Zion - cpt.armadillo
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rip new zion
any room left?
[QUOTE=TheBloodyNine;50006671]rip new zion
any room left?[/QUOTE]
Yeah you can join since Germany didn't bother sending in a turn. New Zion can still play if they send in a turn tho.
Sobotnik, i[B][I][U][SUP][SUB]t would be "Pohjosmainen Unioni" no "Pohjoismainen Unionia"
[/SUB][/SUP][/U][/I][I][U][/U][/I][U][/U]EDIT:[/B] Correct "Pohjoismainen Unioni"
[QUOTE=robinkooli;50008200]Sobotnik, it would be [B]"Pohjosmainen Unioni"[/B] no "Pohjoismainen Unionia"[/QUOTE]
fug
i'll make the edit
[QUOTE=robinkooli;50008200]Sobotnik, it would be [B]"Pohjosmainen Unioni"[/B] no "Pohjoismainen Unionia"[/QUOTE]
Fuckin finnish
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[I]Anti IRA posters put up around cavan and dundalk to warn against spies[/I]
[QUOTE=Native Hunter;50009562][I]Anti IRA posters put up around cavan and dundalk to warn against spies[/I][/QUOTE]
Let's be friends.
[IMG]https://i.imgur.com/SoYuloJ.png[/IMG]
[QUOTE=EuSKalduna;50010382]HERESY
EXTERMINATUS TIME MADER FACEKRESS[/QUOTE]
[video]http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IEGo41443iI[/video]
[QUOTE=EuSKalduna;50010382]HERESY
EXTERMINATUS TIME MADER FACEKRESS[/QUOTE]
bitch I'll cut you
[sp]in the game[/sp]
[sp]not irl[/sp]
[sp]<3[/sp]
[B][U]Nordic Union will eat everyone at Scandinavia.
[/U][/B][IMG]http://i.imgur.com/abQ7nL6.png[/IMG]
[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mu3_WkcJz8[/media]
[i]Glorious Nu Zurician music playing on a working radio...[/i]
I like you, here listen to some glorius Nordic Union music.
[video=youtube;i5q663IWmD4]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5q663IWmD4[/video]
[video=youtube;3HUWUtTZvK4]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3HUWUtTZvK4[/video]
[video=youtube;WBwUur0xabI]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WBwUur0xabI[/video]
[QUOTE=robinkooli;50010867][B][U]Nordic Union will eat everyone at Scandinavia.
[/U][/B][IMG]http://i.imgur.com/abQ7nL6.png[/IMG][/QUOTE]
You're lucky I can't art because if I could I would burn you so hard even Emperor Scorpious would feel sorry for you chinks
[QUOTE=MESSAGE TO 'Asmund the Mad']
To the Asmund the Mad,
Your low character is the subject of Greek plays. This
is a formal declaration of WAR. Our armies shall meet
on the field of battle!
[/QUOTE]
[B]From:
[/B][I] Leader [B]Kustaa Urho Suomalainen [/B][/I] [I]of Nordic Union[/I] ... and from
[I] Leader[/I] [I][B]Klaus Voorhen [/B]of Drenkelinge[/I]
[QUOTE=robinkooli;50011165][I]/ck2[/I][/QUOTE]
Mr. Voorhen would like to add his signature to that, too.
