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Like instead of being nation based, Let’s say we have Seven kingdoms. We do character Roleplay in order to rp wars. There can also be various events created by the President (Like a Moderator) such as a Important Sword being discovered somewhere or like a Dragon Attack or A large Beast attack.
Alright.
A Cold Day in Reudhloch
On a particularly cold day of the Divine's Year 162, many citizens living on the lower hills of Reudhloch were rudely awoken by loud bells, ringing from the many Holy Cabins across the settlements. Confused and irritated Jalamanians looked out of their windows, and saw Divine's Reapers, armed with their infamous scythes, marching on the dirt roads to the Upper Hill castles.
"What's happening?"
"Who's ringing the bells"
"What in the Divine's name are they doing?"
Across the lower hills, streams of Divine's Reapers marched towards the Great Meeting Hall, where the leaders of the many guilds of Jalamania met. Among them was Solon Agison, the leader of Reudhloch's Guild, and thought to be the most powerful warrior in Jalamania. He was widely popular among the common folk for his continued rebellions against the autocratic policies of the Great Assembly, led by the son of the Great Uniter, Ambrose Cimonson. Ambrose himself was leading the Divine's Reapers, the elite guild and army that had sworn to protect Jalamania at all costs. Alongside him was his brother, Edred, and his close friend Sweyn, who themselves were powerful guild leaders.
As Ambrose reached the gate leading to the Great Meeting Hall, Solon, in front of his fellow guild leaders, spoke out first.
"By the Divine's grace, Ambrose, what are you doing?"
Ambrose looked at him for a moment, then said, "Solon, how could you use the Divine's name when you are actively working against Him?"
"Working against Him," said Solon, baffled, "what do you mean?"
"You know it, I know it, all your fellow guild leaders know it, Solon," responded Ambrose, "you are an agent of Daeva, and how foolish I was not to see it sooner. All your talk of 'serving the people' was merely a front for your true purpose, to undermine the Divine's word and topple the natural order of the world."
Solon looked at him, exasperated, and tried to argue, but Ambrose rose his hand, to silence him.
"I will hear none of your excuses," he said before then speaking to the other guild leaders.
"I hope you all make the right choice and turn against this agent of chaos, else I will be forced to show the one true path."
The guild leaders all stayed silent for a moment, before one spoke.
"Your are foolish, Ambrose," said Tove, leader of Alanloch's guild, "Solon is not an agent of chaos, you are merely trying to set him aside to increase your own power."
"I am guided by my love for the Divine, not by any desire for power!" exclaimed Ambrose.
"If this is truly the way of the Divine, then why bring an army to enforce it?" asked Tove, "surely the Divine's grace would be enough."
Ambrose looked at her for a few tense moments, and finally said, "I had a vision, Tove, a vision that showed me Solon's true nature. If he is allowed to live, then all of Jalamania will burn in Aschefel."
"A vision, you say." Giric, leader of Nairholm's guild, suddenly said, "how convenient that you, and you alone, recieve a vision that proves Solon's ill intent. If it true what you say, then why didn't we all recieve a vision?"
More leaders spoke up, until Ambrose again raised his hand.
"Enough of this."
He turned to his reapers, and cried out to his reapers, "reap them!"
(Trying something, I'm bored)
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So I made a fantasy map.
I had the idea that we should go with the semi-fantasy thing but go further back from the Medieval age to Early Medieval/Post-Western Roman collapse sort of era.
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