[b]Arsuron 

Population: 273

	Arsur Coast: 75 (4 in Uaru territory; 1 in Monastic Territory; 2 Illis)
	River Camp: 75 (2 in Rokthan Territory; 2 Illis)
	Lotus Colony: 76 (6 in Soruli Territory; 2 Illis)
        Kanesh Colony: 16 (4 Illis) 
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	Yijen Fork Trading Post: 14 (9 Arsuron; 5 Illis)
	Karom Mission: 8 (2 in Alvith Territory; 2 in Platta Territory)
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[*] Dolphin Domestication: Complete
[*] Agriculture: 2/5
[*] Bätänjűr (Arsuron Ninjutsu): 6/8
[*] Mathematics: 5/6
[*] Bronze: 3/5 
[*] Organized Religion: 3/7
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[b]Arsur Coast[/b]
The Dolphin had begun to thrive under the care and farming ability of the Arsuron. With new walls made of twisted copper allowing more fish to enter into the Dolphin's pens. Mariculture was becoming the primary source of food for the people of the Arsur Coast and Lotus Colony. Indeed, the need for hunting dolphins and fishing was almost totally gone, with fishing becoming almost something of a recreational activity for coastal dwellers. The dolphin had become an animal that provided much meat and other useful items with little need for anything other than occasional release to hunt, with the Arsuron breeding them and developing techniques to herd the dolphins. The new abundance of food might very well lead to a population boom in the future. 

[b]End of Rokthani Communications[/b]

"So they no longer want to trade with us?"

Anlug nodded her head slowly. "They are understandably shaken up following the attack by Angar. They wish to isolate themselves at the moment, and while they let me approach their territory simply to carry the message, they have made it clear that anyone that approaches the Rokthan state at the moment will be killed." 

AnreH was quite disappointed with this development. "I suppose, it is our punishment for allowing ourselves to be deceived by Angar's foolish behavior. I only hope that this cut to our relations will mend itself over time."

[b]The Alvith[/b]
[@Neruu]

Missionaries are usually not warriors, and this was the case for the younger of the two, Anshosh. While he bared the copper sword, he was not really one to know how to use it. As his mentors always pointed out, there was more to swordplay than simply stabbing and swinging. But Anshosh saw no need to fight anyways; his partner, Angir, was more skilled in combat, and able to kill most anything that got in their way. 

But violence was not their mission, the two Arsuron were on their way to spread the word of Yi'am's divine system, Mathematics. 
They were a far ways from the monastery, in unknown lands that not even the Arsuron had explored. In many ways Anshosh was curious if life even existed this far out. If there was anyone who the message could even be spread to. 

It would be a while before something was noticed by Angir. "Stop, there is something ahead" he spoke, holding his arm out to cease Anshosh's movements. Angir looked across the land to notice two figures a fair distance away from them. They appeared to be bipedal like many other intelligent lifeforms they had met before. "Follow me, Anshosh. I will do the talking right now"

As the two made their way to the Alvith, the missionaries became aware of just how large the creatures were in comparison to themselves. It would need to be made very clear that they were not a threat. 

When the Aruson and Alvith were close to each other, the Arsuron simply stopped. They had their hands clasped together, books under their arms and swords hidden under their clothing. 

[b]The Platta[/b]
[@aweirdgamer]

The two missionaries began the deconstruction of their canoes. When wood had been introduced it was seen at first as a hindrance to the traditional benefit of the canoe being portable and collapsible. It only took a short while before Arsuron minds had developed a collapsible wooden canoe. As they got onto the land, they yelled at each other in their native language before one of the two, a female Arsuron told a younger male missionary to do something. The younger one took out his book from the reed bag he had over his shoulder and began writing something down. The tools he had were a copper cup holding black dye, and a long piece of copper that tapered into a pointed end to be used like a pen. When he was finished he closed his book and began talking to the other Aruson, calling out the name, Antersh, to get her attention, to which she spoke a bit, addressing the other as Ansor. The two walked for a bit, their canoes on their backs before stopping and observing the sun. They then dropped their canoes from their backs and Ansor  pulled a thick red cloth from his bag, laying it on the ground as he and Antersh stood on the edge of it, faced towards the Sun. Antersh opened one of her books with writing already in it, the papyrus looked old and worn, indicating she was not the writer of this book. She read a passage of it, before the two Arsuron knelt down onto the cloth and began chanting a string of words. 

"mem, puH, är, rig, firik, firik - mem, firik - puH..." 

Then continued on like this for a while, until they reached one final word

"fiyam"

upon saying this, the two Arsuron bowed down, and began the process over again. They did this five times, before chanting something from the book one last time. Upon completion of this, they continued on their way; that was, until they saw something, as pointed out by Antersh. Upon this, they began walking straight towards the Platta.